Happy Birthday, James!
Happy Birthday my littlest dude! I can't believe you are double digits! Ten years ago this morning you were born. You were born just after 9am on September 5th.
The nurses all thought it was great fun that I was in labor on Labor Day. I didn't think it was as funny as they did. You didn't make a sound like most babies do when they are born. You just laid in dad's arms and looked around. It worried him, but I thought maybe you were just saving up the crying for when we got home. You surprised me by being a great baby. You only cried when you needed something. You're still a great baby, only you aren't a baby anymore. :)
Dad and I are very proud of the young man you are growing up to be. You get along with everyone, you are smart, and still pretty laid back--just like the day you were born.
Happy Birthday Boo-Boo.
James playin' the blues on his guitar.