Twenty-three years ago today, my son Alex was born in Vallejo, California. He is the only baby I know who arrived on his exact due date, after a whirlwind labor of 2 1/2 hours.
As an infant, Alex was an unusually happy, contented baby. He went to sleep when we put him to bed. When awake, he was very active, but always seemed to be smiling, enjoying everything that went on around him. At six months, he was chubby and delightful:
He was physically precocious--crawling and sitting at 4 months, steady on his feet and walking at 8 months. At 2, he suddenly started talking, in full sentences--up until then, his extremely verbal big sister had anticipated his every thought and spoke for him. And wow, he was really cute too:
He continued to be an active, interesting and easy-going child, making friends with his calm, sunny outlook and smiling attitude. He was also a bit of a quiet rebel--he was the only kid in school with long hair, and after finishing 9th grade, he decided to "double-up" his classes and graduate a year early. He spent his senior year at the local community college, taking only band at the high school in town, and graduated with his AAS degree when he was 17. Here is his graduation photo:
Now he's a grown-up man, with a job and soon (in the next few days), a house of his own. He is still compassionate and kind, talented and interesting, optimistic and happy. And he makes his mom very proud.
(Photo taken June 13, 2009 in Danville, Indiana, at Aunt Mary's birthday party and family reunion).
Happy 23rd Alex! Love you!
2 comments:
Ahhhhh, an exceptionally nice post - thanks for sharing....Happy Birthday to your Alex......
Hope you are feeling better and less itchy!!!!!!!
L, M ;-)
Congratulations, Pam! You raised a good one!
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