Alexander celebrates his 2nd Birthday today.
(A quick, interesting aside -- ever since before Mr. Man was born, July 7th has been a "sleepless" night. I mean, the labour night goes without saying, but I was on call last year and ended up getting a middle of the night call that kept me up all night last year on his 1st birthday. Now this year, I'm working on our Warehouse implementation and doing overnight data loads into the new warehouse database -- interesting pattern, but I'm not complaining, because it's fun being reminded of the sleepless night and early morning when Alexander made his arrival)
My Mom made the trip down from Sudbury to spend Alexander's birthday with us. It was a long bus ride for her (she arrived yesterday) - I actually left work on time to meet her at the bus station and she took the 4:30 GO Train home with me (getting a chance to meet many of the usual 4:30 crowd of rowdy and hilarious people I commute back West with at the end of the day -- that is, when I leave work on time, which hasn't been often lately). My Mom seemed to fit right in, being a little zany and fun herself. And when Richard did his "Darth Tater" like snoring bit that he often does, maybe 5 minutes out of Clarkson, my Mom turned to me and said: "Mark, is there someone on the train with an oxygen tank?" We responded by telling her that no, it was just Richard - he always snores loudly. She then proceeded to wake him by tapping her hand on the top of his bald head . . . cracked everyone up. Gotta love my Mom. She's great with kids and Alexander always has such a glorious time when he's playing with her.
(A quick, interesting aside -- ever since before Mr. Man was born, July 7th has been a "sleepless" night. I mean, the labour night goes without saying, but I was on call last year and ended up getting a middle of the night call that kept me up all night last year on his 1st birthday. Now this year, I'm working on our Warehouse implementation and doing overnight data loads into the new warehouse database -- interesting pattern, but I'm not complaining, because it's fun being reminded of the sleepless night and early morning when Alexander made his arrival)
My Mom made the trip down from Sudbury to spend Alexander's birthday with us. It was a long bus ride for her (she arrived yesterday) - I actually left work on time to meet her at the bus station and she took the 4:30 GO Train home with me (getting a chance to meet many of the usual 4:30 crowd of rowdy and hilarious people I commute back West with at the end of the day -- that is, when I leave work on time, which hasn't been often lately). My Mom seemed to fit right in, being a little zany and fun herself. And when Richard did his "Darth Tater" like snoring bit that he often does, maybe 5 minutes out of Clarkson, my Mom turned to me and said: "Mark, is there someone on the train with an oxygen tank?" We responded by telling her that no, it was just Richard - he always snores loudly. She then proceeded to wake him by tapping her hand on the top of his bald head . . . cracked everyone up. Gotta love my Mom. She's great with kids and Alexander always has such a glorious time when he's playing with her.
Alexander and his grandmothers, Baba Jean and Gram
I could go on and on about how delighted I am to have my Mom down here for Alexander's birthday. How wonderful to see him playing with both of his grandmothers with gifts that both of them gave him. And I could also go on and on about how Alexander is by far the best thing that has ever happened to me, how lucky I am not only to be the father of such a wonderful child but also to be a husband to such a phenomenal woman -- but I don't want to bore anyone to tears.
Suffice it to say, our lives became much more enriched when Alexander arrived, and they continue to get richer with each passing day.
Suffice it to say, our lives became much more enriched when Alexander arrived, and they continue to get richer with each passing day.
Happy Birthday, my beautiful son! I love you more than I can ever express!
5 comments:
I love his gorgeous smile... He is truly a shining example of the love of two great people.
Happy Birthday gorgeous!
Happy Birthday, Alexander!
Awwwwwww such a sweet boy!
Happy birthday darling.
I tought you were suggesting that he wakes up screaming on his birthday because he's reminded that it's been another year with you. I kid, of course. Most kids would be lucky to be so loved and have such parents.
Happy Birthday cutie!
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