I'm almost weepy... At this time 52 weeks ago I think I'd asked my mom about 5 times if my dad was really on his way to my house to watch Jarod so Jacob could come to the hospital and be with me b/c the baby (who was at this point nameless) was causing me pains (no epidural) and he must be on his way.
Wow! Of course weeks, months and years don't line up so Zachary's birthday isn't until Sunday but he was born on a Friday night - the day before Balloon Fiesta kicked off.
Time just flies... more nostalgia to come.
The House the Coxes (et al) Built…Home Stretch
6 years ago
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