has survived to mark 16 years of adventure. He was born at a ridiculously early hour, weighing 7 pounds, 6.4 ounces. The nurse weighed him and turned to ask me where I was hiding him.I can't wait till he's an adult. I am going to set my alarm for that time in the morning and call him and yell into the phone "it's a boy!" and hang up cackling. Bwahahahaha!!! I'm such an evol mother!
Happy Birthday RW.
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Aw! I hope you did wake him up this morning. :-)
And now?? I feel so F*UCKING old.
Sweet sixteen. Ahh.
Has he picked out a dress to wear to his party yet?
(cackling madly as I run away before I get smacked)
He was musch cuter when he was little.
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