Happy 3rd Birthday, Connor

Last night, after moving the wagon that Ed's parents got Connor for his birthday to the main floor of the house, and sticking 3 candles in a big blueberry muffin that I set on a plate with 5 gummi bears (one of each color), I brushed my teeth and prepared to go to sleep. I looked over at Ed and said "we made it". It was almost exactly the time - three years earlier - I had gone into labor with Connor. Before noon, on August 12, 2005, I was holding my baby boy in my arms.

Here's to the last year!