Monday, May 23, 2016

Happy 18th birthday Joe

Today, for the second time, we become parents of an 18 year old.  It's cliche, but time flies...  It doesn't seem that long ago that you were falling asleep on me in the "big man's chair"... Or that I was holding little 6 month old Joe in one arm and playing Carabande with the other arm at the Tullis Christmas party.

Was it really over 12 years ago when you came home from Kindergarten and said "Mrs. Federle's dog had six puppies - can we get one?"  I think you've gone in to our room (or wherever Riley was sleeping) every night since to say good night.

How long ago was it that you said "I don't mind sharing my sucker with Riley, as long as she doesn't have poo breath."?  Oh yeah... Last week, right?

We have had a lot of fun over the past 18 years:  We played the 4 syllable game (all conversations back and forth must be 4 syllables in length - or a multiple of 4) - you invented that one.  I watched you learn how to ride a bike before you turned 7.  We camped in some of the worst weather possible (well, okay mostly thunderstorms...).  We built an electric guitar out of raw materials after we saw Jack White do it in a movie - you won best in show with that one.

Now you're a lifeguard, an Eagle Scout and soon to be a UC Clermont Cougar.  I'm so proud of you.

You were voted class clown - which makes me proud too.

Happy birthday Joe -  I love you.

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