There's something monumental about turning 18--especially if it's happening to you! It's kind of like you're turning the page from childhood into adulthood. You can vote, you can register for the draft. Today is Mark's 18th birthday!
Eighteen years ago yesterday I was at my sister-in-law's house flying a kite with Ashley when I went into labor. The next day, with Steve watching the NCAA tournament out of one eye, Mark was born. He was the cutest baby you've ever seen. He had a head full of black hair and pretty dark skin. I was in love instantly.
And, do you know that that boy has brought nothing but joy and happiness to us ever since? If I can brag just a little bit...he has always been known by all my friends and neighbors as one of the most polite little boys around. Don't you know that made me so proud?? He is smart, he's caring, he has a great smile and sense of humor. He's a leader and he's athletic. And he has a fun, upbeat personality. He's just enjoyable to be around! He has never given us a minute of trouble in all his 18 years. God has just totally blessed us with such a wonderful, sweet, and loving boy! He means the world to us! I love you so much, Mark!! Happy 18th Birthday!
Now, if everyone would pray for him and me....he is going skydiving this Sunday for his birthday! I know it is very safe, but I am having a hard time thinking about it. Please pray that he will be safe!! :) This is totally a guy thing--Steve is having no problem with it at all! I guess I'm just an overprotective mom!