

I can't believe it has been 14 years since I experienced 27 hours of labor a terrible fever, and an emergency c-section. Fourteen years since I was high on moraphine and told Monique that Zach was 20lbs and the flowers on the wallpaper were dancing. Fourteen years since Lois and Wendy had me laughing so hard we were all crying, mom brought me real food, Jeff cleaned bathrooms that someone else messed up and most importantly fourteen years since my mischief was born. It has been a busy year for him, graduating from middle school, winning awards, moving up to the big boy stage now dad goes and buys his presents. This year he got a pellet gun so he can go out with the big boys and shot targets or yes bunnies. We don't tell Zara though she gets mad. So happy birthday to my little man.