August 4, 1995
8 lbs 3 oz, 20 inches. Big cocoa brown eyes, little pug nose, beautiful smile... and Frog Fur hair that stood STRAIGHT UP.
He starts the sixth grade this month.
...that Darwin is DEAD? That somewhere along the lines evolution ground to a halt, and we're sliding backwards? Once medical science was able to overcome Survival of the Fittest, and people too stupid to breed were brought back from the brink, it began. When the good ole boy whose last words should have been "hey man, watch this" is saved, and good people die of cancer or car accidents--the balance is out of whack. The gene pool is decidedly cloudy these days.
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Happy Birthday Big O!!!! May your Mom get a nice surprise check to pay for it all
Amen! Come on Lotto! We just got back from Big O's favorite restaurant, had dinner with The honey, MIL, SIL, and the dreaded Ex. Honey hates this restaurant and secretly loathes spending time with the Ex. Ex is happy-go-lucky,though, and Honey is never anything but gracious and genial. Somedays I am stunned at how good I've got it, even with no money in my pocket.
How did the party go? Still looking forward to a picture of the "tasty kreme" cake.
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