Happy Birthday to my firstborn – Mark Benjamin. I remember bringing you home from the hospital like it was yesterday. You were so very tiny. Now, poof – forty three years later!
So much has happened in those years. I remember the little boy who refused to walk through puddles. How did you become the man who works construction, camps out with Erin and Dom every chance you get, crawls through the bushes with airsoft guns blazing and spends your spare time on one home improvement project after another? All the never, evers I heard for years and yet here you are. 🤣
It truly makes me wonder where the next forty three years will take you?
Happy Birthday, son. I will love you forever, I will like you for always!
My son Dan is celebrating his birthday today. We cannot be with him as he lives hours away, but we are thinking of him and wishing him all the best – today and always.
When people talk about nature versus nurture, I think Dan is the perfect example of nature. He hit the decks running, big hearted, and good-natured. Forty-one years later, after taking everything that life could throw at him – Dan is still ready to go, big hearted, and good natured! (although apparently his good nature was a bit lacking the day Cason locked him out of his truck) 🤣🤣🤣
The only thing better than having a child like Dan, is seeing the man that he became. 👍
We had a short visit with my son, his wife and their two little boys this weekend. Lucas is four going on five. Cason is sixteen months.
It is amazing how much these little ones can change in such a short time. At Christmas, Lucas wasn’t too excited about having a little brother. Now he is totally into being a big brother and having a playmate in training. Cason was still pretty much an infant at Christmas. Now he is running around like a little drunken sailor and drooling like a St. Bernard. Cute but you really don’t go looking for his kisses these days. 😂
Our company was not here long, but we were able to take them out for lunch before they had to leave. Despite the long wait for our meals, both of the boys were very well behaved. A woman at the next table came over to compliment Danny & Amanda on their beautiful well behaved children. It is always so nice when people take the time to pass on such encouragement to young parents.
Today is National Ambrosia Day. I can’t believe that of all the salads that could score their own day, that the honor would go to Ambrosia Salad.
Ambrosia Salad is a mix of fruit (typically orange sections as the base), creamy milk product (yogurt, whipped cream or sour cream) and mini marshmallows. It is not my favourite food – so not my favorite since it is a combination of my three least favourite foods. In the eighties it was super popular, particularly with my mother in law who served it with disturbing regularity.
My son Danny loves food – eating it, preparing it, discussing it. A couple of times a year we travel across the province to visit Danny and his family and a couple of times a year they come home. Every trip is preceded by a discussion on the food that will be served. Danny threatens me with Ambrosia salad. I threaten him with tomato aspic (which probably does not get it’s own national holiday🙁).