This is the one where the epidural didn't work. Or at least the nurses didn't listen to me about how fast I progress in labor when I finally get going.......and the epidural was working after I had him......he wanted to come and the doctor wasn't there yet. See here. (then scroll down a bunch because I can't figure out how to link this properly-it's the birth experiences one) This is the one whose chest was 1/2 inch larger than his head.....ouch..... 9 lb 3 oz.....this was my first baby with serious colic......This was baby #5. Five children is HARD!
But he always had an underlying sweet nature....until he turned 15 and I wondered where my sweet little boy went.....but then he sorta came back.....but with a little attitude....
Here are some more mission photos which crack me up and illustrate his sense of humor:
Let's try a new door approach....but look-what is at that door??
Wait-I think it's lions guarding the door! Maybe we better skip this one! (Hey-I just noticed the army fatigue backpack---umm... that's not the one we sent him off with.....)
Shhhh-go quietly so they don't wake up!
Tennessee-take good care of my boy.......