I've got to tell you, I love my sister. She's pretty cool for all sorts of reasons, but the top one?
• My niece, Hailey, was born on Oct. 18 -- my mom's birthday. Thus grandma and granddaughter have the same birthday
• My nephew, Ryan, was delivered on Feb. 14
• My sister's birthday is Feb. 2
Why does this make her cool? I don't have to remember any new birthdays for her kids! I already knew Oct. 18 because of mom, and I do think Feb. 14 rings a few bells for other reasons too. Factor in that my sister's birthday is Groundhogs' Day and ... boom! Easy to remember.
Ryan, pictured above, turns one today. He's already a big boy -- last night, she told me he's around 58 pounds -- and he's just starting to talk. His first word was "dog," apparently, quickly followed by "extra cheese" and "yes, I want fries with that." He's a handsome young man who apparently looks like his uncle. Don't believe me?
(Note: the verification word from Google was "mybsag" ... yes, my butt does sag, but not at seven months, it would seem. And I guess we both drool the same way, too.)
So Ryan's one year old today. I hope to be around to wish him many more, and even though we can't be there this weekend, we'll be eagerly awaiting the YouTube video of him smashing the hell out his first cake. And then eating it, and the plate.
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