My son turns 5 years old today. Time flies.

I remember the day he was born like it was yesterday. My wife had started her contractions some time the previous night. In the morning, we weren’t sure if she was having contractions or not, but they seemed rhythmic enough that we decided to go to the hospital anyway. We packed our bag, but left it in the car when we arrived at the hospital, fully expecting to be told it was a false alarm.

It wasn’t.

Later that evening, at 8:38pm, on January 13th, 2001, our little millenium baby was born. He was just shy of 10 pounds, 22 inches long and just shy of a perfect score on the Apgar scale.

Little did we know.

Still, in spite of all the obstacles we have in our path, I love him with all my heart.

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