After having two girls, dad and I were so happy to have a son. You were so cute. Dad would call you his "little man." It looks like we knew early on that you would be a baseball player.
This little sailor suit that you were wearing was made out of Grandpa's sailor suit from when he was in the navy. Cool, huh!
I'm sure you are getting some really good advise from Papa.
Then you grew up and started preschool. Mrs. Laura was your teacher. Isn't that funny that she is Connor and Caleb's preschool teacher too. (and she is their Grandma)
When you started first grade, you went from being a baby brother (to Stacy and Mindy, ) to being a big brother to Taylor.
You were so cute without your front teeth.
This is you when you made your first communion at church. You were ssssoooo cute.
You look way too innocent.
And innocent you were not. You and Austin used to steal Hailey's Victoria Secret Catalogs and sell them to Thomas.
When we would go to Alaska you would make Dad and I crazy. You would want to stay in the motel all day and watch tv. We would be out fishing and catching them like crazy. Finially, you would come out to the river and throw in your hook, and you would have your limit in no time at all. You didn't know what the fuss was all about.
High School years go by and before you know it you are going to college.
I have Dad's student body card from Junior College and yours from Chemeketa Community College. It amazes me how much you two look alike. You have so many of the same things you do and say. The apple really didn't fall very far from the tree.
Dad would be proud of the man you are. You have big shoes to fill and I know you will.
Happy Birthday Casey. Love ya to the moon and back again, Mom.