The kid is eighteen.
Eighteen years ago we headed off to Burnsville Ridges Hospital and came home with a nine pound bundle of
But then. . . came vacuum cleaners. So many vacuum cleaners.
I didn't know I wanted a boy. I thought I wanted a girl. Then when we had a boy, I thought to myself if I'm gonna have a boy he's going to be a sweet boy.
And he was.
And then I couldn't imagine not having a boy.
And now he will be a sweet man. A good man.
And he still loves music, and books and trains, and he even still loves vacuums a little.
God bless you Calvin!
Happy birthday.
I love this post! You did get a "nine pound bundle of (conversation) joy" and we loved, and still love, every single ounce of every single pound of him. Truth be told, I had no idea that I wanted a nephew. Now I have nothing but sympathy for anyone who doesn't have one, and Calvin brings so MUCH love and joy to my life that I thank God for him.
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Susan