The day is almost over, but I still have time!! Happy Birthday today to my brother Bobby. One of the things I love about Bobby is that he is totally willing to be called Bobby!!
He is number 9 in the countdown - and sometimes seems more like a nephew than a brother - because he really grew up without me there. A hazard in large families - a hazard for the older siblings anyway!
Bobby is a fine man - a good husband, father, and grandfather. He's a good son too - and often came to visit Mom and help her out. He has a lovely wife and great kids.
And I can totally remember him in this bassinet - Mom often put it out on the patio so he could get his vitamin D! I recall her return home from the hospital - just in time for Christmas. I was old enough to know about Santa - but I still had some concerns.
It was a Merry Christmas though - how can it not be with a new baby??
