Happy Birthday......

25 years ago, my oldest daughter (then 2 1/2) and I were watching The St. Patrick’s Day Parade on TV; 25 years ago, it was on a Saturday. I was pregnant with child number two. Somewhere around 11:00 AM, I felt a little "funny” nothing much just "funny". You see Daddy is a dentist, so we were called Saturday morning widows. (Nice, Huh?)
Daddy came home around 1;30 PM, we got ready and drove the 45 minutes to his folks house so Grammy and Grampy could watch #one while we went to the movies. Of course, it started to snow, not snow, BUT SNOW. I still felt funny but we went to the movie anyway. While in the movie the contractions started, they were about 8 minutes apart. I informed my husband and because #one took 27 hours, his answer” Can’t we stay and see the end?" that is what a man says to a woman in labor , with contractions, in a movie theater ,in a snow storm, 45 minutes away from the hospital!! Well, We did stay and we saw the end of "Splash"!!
Got back to his parents, asked if #one could sleep over and #two was born March 18th at 4:25 AM
Happy 25 Birthday Sweetie
We love you very much!
Love, Mom & Dad.