I was born on December 16th, 1978. For the 30 days leading up to my birthday, I'll be posting (mostly) pictures and (a few) stories about the years gone by.
I can't figure out anything huge or earth shattering from the year 2003. Here is a picture of me cutting up a turkey on the weekend we celebrated our birthday at the beach:
Actually, in 2003 our neice Ellie was born. She's awesome. Here is a shot of Anny and I meeting her at Thanksgiving that year:
I remember thinking that she was so tiny that I would break her. Obviously I know better now. She's been through a lot in her five years, but she's a wonderful little girl. The perfect neice! (Don't tell her sister I said that!!)
Awww! Don't I remember having to convince you to hold her for the first time? Surely not.
ReplyDeleteActually, that whole weekend was very painful for me, and I don't just mean the hemorrhoids. Oh, wait, that just slipped out. I mean, I just hated that we had this baby and you and Anny didn't. It helped me feel less guilty that Ellie was so very sick that year, with open heart surgery only a few weeks away.