Hello happy blog readers! Today’s post is coming from me, Tim (aka “The hubby”, “the lesser half”, or “He that doth pay for the internet connection”). Elaine has graciously granted me posting privileges and I’ll try to not to let her blog down!
March 26, 1975
At the time, I did not know it was such a lucky day for me. In fact, seeing as I was only 8 ½ months old, it probably seemed like the average day to a baby:
Cry – Check.
Eat – Check.
Sleep – Check.
Poop – Check.
Coo – Check.
Rearrange order and repeat.
Here I am, lounging in the swing and looking oblivious to the importance of the day:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Elaine! I LOVE YOU!!