I can't imagine life without him. He was a 10 pound boy that I delivered naturally (not by choice!) He has been a joy "most" of his life. He definitely hasn't been as rowdy as the other 2, and is the most responsible of the 3 boys.
(Waiting for the Olympic Torch to come through our town in SC in 1996)He was the one who picked out Ally; or rather Ally picked him:
(He said he was scared to death he was going to drop the host! He was chosen to carry it up to the altar during his 1st Communion.)
(The photographer told him to look mean.)Not to worry, he found his niche; first with the trumpet:
(This is the song I used to sing to the boys when they woke up on their birthdays!)