Happy Summer Solstice

Yesterday, the day was spent at the amusement park; Paramounts Great America in Santa Clara.  We had a big ole breakfast at Denny's, later picked up my daughter from her college exams, and eventually got to the park, where the weather was perfect, and the kids had a lot of fun.  Nicholas actually went on his first ride without crying.  He even went on some baby rides by himself, and of course, I left my camera in the car.  :( 

This is an old picture taken about 3 years ago.  Andrew and his little baby brother, Nicholas.  My son Andrew is now as tall as I am.  I think he's grown about 2 feet since this picture was taken.  He is and still remains to be such a proud big brother.  Andrew was the youngest for so long; finally he had someone terrorize!

My "little boy" is now officially, 13 years old.  We celebrated with cookie dough ice cream and brownies.  Later he came up to me looking a little depressed, saying he wasn't feeling well.  I don't know if he was just tierd, and really not feeling well, but he did say he thought he ate too much cookie dough ice cream.  He finally just said he "Needed a hug, and he wanted to be held."..  So he sat on my lap (boy this guy has a boney butt!) and spoke of the night he was born.

"Did I sleep with you in your bed?"

"Yes, Andrew you did--all night long, right on my right arm."

He smiled, giggled, and hugged me again as he sat on my lap, as we surfed the web.   

It was a beautiful night.  It was June 21, 1994, on summer solstice-the longest day of the year.  I still remember looking out from my window of my small hospital room.  The sun was going down, and the sky was pink and yellow.  It was a beautiful night, and I had another beautiful  baby on my arm-this time a baby boy.  Everything was right in the world.

We sat there for awhile last night and talked some more before I kissed him goodnight.  My little boy is growing up, but hopefully not too much.  I'm going to miss his hugs, and boney butt on my lap.  I am not ready to let that go yet.