Oh, my beautiful boy. It’s partly because I’m speechless….but mostly because I’m disorganized. You know me.
Let me just say tonight, before I go to bed, that you refused to believe you weren’t six at 7:20 pm when you knew you were. I told you, “But Ford, you weren’t born until 8:11pm, six years ago. We were in the hospital, watching the first episode of Star Trek Enterprise, and just when daddy was getting really comfortable with Jolene Blalock’s tight vulcan silhouette, YOU started being born. And a few minutes later, there you were. Just like that. And with your conehead, you could have been an extra on the show. Your head was really pretty funny looking when you came out.”
“I’m still 6.”
6 hours later, I can say with all my heart that yes, you indeed are. Happy Birthday, Ford!
xoxo,
Mama
Ahh, that picture just makes me feel so good and wrapped up in sticky, scruffy, mud-encrusted, grass-stained boyness. I know and love it well.
Happy 6th, Ford!
Happy birthday Ford! 6 years already?!? Wow.
there is so nothing better than minutes old bambini….just look at his delicious little self. Happy Birthday to your 6 year old – didn’t realize your Ford and my girl are the same age. Isn’t it terrific? xo
i love boys. i love brothers. i may hire you to come up and take pictures of mine sometime. you know, once i get two.
Happy Birthday to you…Happy Birthday to you. You looked like a little conehead but you smelled like sweet joy too!
Happy Birthday little man. Thanks to your amazing mommmy…watching you grow is an adventure!