Twenty years ago, at 11:14 AM, I became a mother. It amazes me to see how many changes take place in the first years of life. After all, I'm still the same! Well, maybe not exactly...... It seems like it was just yesterday that you looked like this: You were a busy, sweet, baby - bright and active. You were happy and funny and didn't really mind when an interloper came along to share the spotlight (after you finished throwing all of my shoes out of the bathroom window!) Your athletic exploits ranged far and wide but usually came back to the water. You've always been willing to share your toys. You went from neat little boy to rebel with a 'fro. You kept us guessing all through high school, but you made it through and are now happily keeping all those college professors on their toes. You are bright and creative and funny; oh, so funny! (Tell me about Margaret Weathers again sometime.) You have so much to look forward to. Happy Birthday, Scott. We love you.
It's a good day when yarn comes in the mail....