Born on the Fourth of July

Miss Firecracker’s Birthday was at the beginning of the month.

Ah, sweet eldest, obedient child–at least for the moment–always OK with Mom and Dad’s attempts at a homemade cake.

Perhaps my favorite part of every birthday . . . the sibling torture!

Happy Birthday Little Big Man

I remember the day of your birth five years ago today.   And, like every parent, you were beautiful and perfect (and still are) to me.

And I remember that a day or two after you were born, Grandma and Abuelo came to see you.  So I called the nursery and asked if they could bring you to my room.  Some time passed and eventually a nurse came in to say that they could not find you.  I was too groggy with painkillers, or else already too sleep deprived, to think much of it.