Dear Walt,
Someday, when you're old enough to read this blog, you'll no doubt think that some of the stuff we post here is silly or embarassing. But I hope you also realize that we post it because we love you and want to remember everything about you. And I want you to know that your father loves you so much that today he passed up a ticket to see his beloved Titans play in the playoffs simply because he'd promised you he'd be here on Saturday. He claims that there are only so many years left when you'll actually want to spend time with him and he wants to take advantage of as many opportunities to do so as he can now. He's pretty smart, but for both of your sakes, I hope he's wrong about that one. He's a very special guy, your dad. I love you both very much.
-Mama (Though you probably call me something all grown up now, like "Mom" or "Hey, You")
Dear Walt,
Happy Birthday to you! We are the bad dutch persons, first we make you wait for your present until may and then we also did not make a post!
We will tell Puppy to make one quick!
Posted by: Harriet, Richard and Puppy | January 15, 2009 at 12:01 PM
To Grown Up Walt,
I have no doubt that by the time you are 16 or 17 or 35 you will still be spending time with your Dad...and loving it...because he spent time with you on Titans Saturday when you were almost 4! Yes, you were such a blessed little boy to grow up in such a loving family and now that you are all grown up...you know it too! We love you all so much! (No, Nana, it's not too early to get misty!)
Posted by: Gram | January 10, 2009 at 11:47 AM
Is it healthy to cry this early in the morning? Smart guy? Smart guy indeed!
Posted by: Nana | January 10, 2009 at 07:45 AM
I love all three of you, and I hope you have a fabulous weekend watching the Titans inside your warm house on that new TV.
Posted by: Nana | January 10, 2009 at 07:43 AM