First let me correct Jessica's birth date. I was typing the last entry close to midnight without noticing the time so it showed up as August 3 for her birthday. But she was born on August 2, 1976. My bicentinial baby. Two years and nine days later along came Joe Jr. I prefer to call him Joey, but her prefers I don't do it in public so shhhh! Now this child was not an easy birth and I told the doc with the drugs to knock me out! Now! Right now! Not in a minute! Now! And he complied. So after being awake with Jessica this was really different. I awoke to this long skinny red baby in an isolet and asked who the ughly baby was. Now he was not an ughly baby as my husband quickly reminded me and I saw it was true as my husband explained. And he reminded me "He is my son and he is beautiful!" And I got past the pain and saw yes he was beautiful and so was my husband AND the whole world around me. This son of mine only out weighed my 7 lb 7 oz Jessica by 4 oz. But her short little 19 inch body made that 7 lb 7 oz seem significantly more than the 7 lb 11 oz. on my whopping 21 and 1/4 inch long boy. And after this experience I looked at my husband and said no more! And I have forever wished I had more. They are the loves of my life. Now if one would just get me a grand child before I meet my maker.
Now Joe was one of the smartest little guys and I say that not because he was mine but because others saw it too. He figured out crib toys and became bored with them as fast as we replaced them. He talked way before he could walk. In fact at his one year appointment he told the nurse who gave him a tine test "ouch that hurt" and visualize that with a mean glare. The doctor imediatly said"Well we can skip from single words to full sentences for this one!" He talked constantly. He sat in his high chair and entertained anyone who would listen. He went fishing in the big boats in the big waters. To this day we still don't know where he saw big boats and big waters. He was my best buddy. Followed me around and told me how pretty my creations were. It went like this " Mommy that Pretty! Did you make? Can I make too? At kindergarden pre enrollment he was asked to draw a man. He drew a horse with a man on and and flipped the paper over ready to draw a snoopy. Which he loudly voiced to the person testing him. She said "Wow he really likes to draw and he is good at it! We just wanted to see if he could make a stick figure." Since kindergarden was tested a year early, he wasn't quiet 4. As an artist he is tempermental and sometimes I want to kick him in his rear. But then he is so charismatic. He just draws people to him. One of those people who never lacks for friends. Always had a girlfriend and more waiting if something happeded to that one. I am so in awe of him and Jessica too. I can't believe that I had a hand in creating such wonderful people. Happy Birthday Joe! I love you.
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