Friday, August 13, 2010
Mr. T is 15
This is Mr. T. Before he was born I was worried that I wouldn't be a very good mommy to him. I had Mr. B and wondered how in the world I could love another as much as I did my first. Then Mr. T came along and as all young and new mommies learn, the heart is an amazing thing. It grows and you love the next baby as much as you do the first. That was fifteen years ago.
He came to this world as a fighter. He needed to since 'that thing' which should have been nourishing him in my body wasn't doing it's part. He entered this world pretty tiny. He survived having crayons shoved up his tiny nose, into his ears, and in his mouth by his older brother weeks after he came home because older brother thought he was hungry. Older brother doted on baby brother.
Mr. T is a very bright being in our household. He radiates joy and laughter. You can't keep a straight face around him. He's brilliant, funny, smart, tender, passionate, and a hard worker.
He's having a party this evening. He wants a tye die party. He showed me his invite list. Local kids he hangs out with, and older elderly folks he loves. I don't know of too many teenagers who ask their elderly neighbors to come to their birthday party.... That's Mr. T to a 'T'. Happy, colorful, loving.