Making memories one day at a time.......and then I write about it.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Seventeen!


Seventeen years ago this little Native entered our lives and hearts.  Actually, he'd already entered my heart before he was born if we must be technical.  Our little miracle baby topping in at a whopping 5 pounds.   He was lucky to be 5 pounds when we found out some of the complications that were going on  while I was carrying him.  

No surprise.  Mr. T is a fighter.  He's strong and tough not just physically but mentally and spiritually as well.

Mr. T. has been a source of delight from the very first.  His older brother thought I'd brought him his very own toy from the hospital and set to work making sure he wasn't hungry by shoving crayons in his ears, up his nose, and in his mouth.  When he wasn't trying to feed Mr. T he was putting him in his little Tonka dump truck and wheeling him around or snuggling up and reading a book to Mr. T.

As Mr. T has gotten older his infectious laugh and humor has delighted all.  Mr. T has a great sense of humor.  A few years ago The Native's were out selling cherries.  They were hot and tired.  Mr. T had been on a camping trip with the school.  I told The Native's not to worry.  Mr. T would be home soon and he'd get us all laughing and pick up the pace.  Sure enough, Mr. T came home, made some signs, and started to dance up and down the street.  The sale of the cherries immediately picked up as did his siblings spirits.

Mr. T is a hard worker.  If a task needs to be done he jumps in and looks for things that need to be accomplished without being asked.  I know I can count on Mr. T to see a job finished and he won't stop until everything is done and all have finished.

Happy Birthday Mr. T!  Thank you for choosing our family to come to here on this earth.  We love your twinkly eyes, cheesy grin, and six pack guts so much!  

25 comments:

  1. Happy Birthday to your Mr. T!

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    1. It wasn't a big celebration due to the passing of Jason but we partied it up as best we could. Under the circumstances I think he had a good birthday.

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  2. Seventeen?????? No way! Nu uh! Not even! Well you tell him Happy Beautiful Birthday!

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    1. I know! Crazy! Not possible to be 17. He' still my baby! And I'm only 20 or so myself so it just doesn't add up!

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    2. Oh, I know JUST what you mean. I'm now the mom to TWO teenagers, which I'm pretty sure is impossible given that I'm only 22.

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    3. :D Even more impossible that I'm a mom to FOUR! Just not possible........ (I say as I shake my head............)

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    4. I don't even know how all this makes since. I think you got the math wrong. all these numbers are making my head spin. You look 12, he's just too tall, not possibly 17, the pictures above with all the legs does something to my neurological problem so I need not look at that any longer to solve this mystery and I'm not even sure how you were able to get all them servents in your house.

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    5. I know. They need to be fired. So many servants and I am still having to scrub bathrooms! Lousy servants!

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    6. Ah! The Nerve. I know the problem. See picture above. Too much legs. Chop legs. Make closer to floor. See floor again, see dirt. Problem solved.

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    7. Hahaha. You are so funny Jody!!! That is awesome.

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  3. Well, all I can say is that you and the SM make some beautiful babies....errrr, I mean young men! Hope you all have a happy day full of wonderful memories!

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    1. :D Why thank you! We like making beautiful babies......err think our babies are beautiful too! :D

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    1. Awww! Thank you. It was good seeing you the other day! YOU are such a great mum and grandmum!!!

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  5. wait - I missed his birthday? Oh, phooey. HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITTLE SON!!

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    1. Due to circumstances....... we kept it quiet. But Henny Penny's is coming and she's going to be the big 12 and we'll make that one big! You'll know about that one because you'll be invited! :D

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  6. Birthday blessings to your beautiful 17 (!) year old. And to you, wonderful mama. Mr. T chose well.

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    1. :D So happy he chose to come to our family. So very happy!

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  7. He's quite a manly boy. I love the cherry selling story. It tells a lot about Mr. T. He's a good one, for certain.

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    1. The story does indeed tell a lot. It is how Mr. T attacks everything. With exuberance and a good attitude.

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  8. Wait. SEVENTEEN? What happened to sixteen? For that matter, what happened to FIFTEEN?

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    1. I keep saying that about my own birthday! What???? I'M HOW OLD???

      Nu UH! I'm only 'x' number of years old................

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    2. I am firmly of the opinion that birthdays past the age of 21 are figments of my imagination. Therefore I cannot be the age others think I am... lol... I simply refuse to believe it....
      (Of course the aches, pains, and occasional gray hair are starting to pile up evidence to the contrary. Curses!)

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    3. But I feel so young inside.... so which is the imagination? :D That I am getting old, or that I don't age past a certain age.

      That's the trickery in having a body and a spirit and proof that they are separate.

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