Two years ago...

at about this time, I was sitting in a labor room watching Rodney eat hospital food because Stacy was 18 months pregnant and not interested in eating it herself. Until about noon o' clock I was looking forward to what I thought would be a day full of Arrested Development, sporadic pauses to let Stacy know she was having a contraction, and at the end of the day, a baby. In just over an hour we will have found out that Stacy was going in, Nathan was coming out, and that all of our lives would be changed forever. At 12:51 I'll probably get a bit teary-eyed. Oh, I guess 10:50 is as good a time as any.


Happy Birthday, Nathan. We thank God everyday for the blessing that he's given us in you.