Now, we're not amish or anything. My last name is Yoder, but still......
Evan was 4 days late. I had a doctor's appointment scheduled the day he was born, and I DISTINCTLY remember that I wanted to tell the doctor that day to GET HIM OUT, whatever way you can.
My daughter, was 13 months old, and in the middle of the night (1:30am or so), I called my mom and asked if she could come stay with Grace so we could go to the hospital. We lived probably 8-10 minutes apart, but I think she got there in 3!
Not more than an hour later, Evan was born on the kitchen floor and my mom, the 911 operator, and the Brentster had delivered him, BEFORE the ambulance had arrived. (The fire station/EMT station was about a 2 minute drive from our house.)
Yep, I'll NEVER forget his birth!
This is the first year that he's asked me about the story.
We started the day with presents on the table and a chocolate cupcake with a candle in it. (heck of a year for me to give up chocolate for Lent, right?)
He was so fast blowing it out, I hardly had time to take his picture!
And yes, I let my daughter have one too.
Before school, on a FRIDAY, people! It was a celebration after all!
Ev opened up his presents....Sonic items, of course.
He loved all of them, and told me I was a wonderful mother. (boy I love this kid!)
We all went to school, and he got to have his b-day at school too. With MORE cupcakes!
He had a great day. We even had his favorite meal last night...Ham and Cheese stromboli with homemade applesauce and mac & cheese.
He was on cloud nine...literally! :-)
Happy Birthday Ev!