Happy Birthday Chris!

As the text along the top of my blog states, I have been called many things in my life.  “Normal”, sane”, “competent”, and “desirable” have never been among them.

But one thing sticks out.  And 27 years ago yesterday I “earned” a new name:

Daddy.

While my failures as a father are legion, I am proud of all four of my children.  Chris was the first.  My grandmother, “Mee Maw” always used to tell me that I was “special” because I was her first grandchild.  Well, Chris will always be “special” because he was our first child.

Hope your birthday was a happy one, son.  May there be more than 27 additional ones in your future.

We love you!