Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in wishing my son, Teddy, a happy birthday! He turns eight on Nov. 30, and that young man is excited for his big day.
A story that I will always share connected to Ted’s birthday is when my wife, Kasey, and I were preparing to leave UnityPoint Health (here in Muscatine) after thinking it was a false alarm, aka not baby time yet. We were walking down the hallway and about to get on the elevator when her water broke. I was disappointed because I was set on grabbing a cheeseburger!
We turned around, walked back into the same hospital room, and, much to the nurse’s surprise, said, “well, seems like it’s baby time!”
A few hours later, Ted was born, and he was a big baby! That guy came out and was able to hold his head up. I know that because he looked at me as if to say, “can you keep it down, pal?”
Ted is a good kid with a big heart. He’s got a great personality, but, I would probably tell you that he wasn’t planning on being the middle child. That promotion happened after Lucy was born.
Ted’s the kid that wants to take everything apart and learn how it works. That’s evident with some of the Teddy Ruxpin toys (yes, the 1980’s one that you’re thinking of).
He’s a great student and cares about doing his best in the classroom. Ted loves our dog, Doc, and cat, Mama June. He’s got a really contagious laugh and a temper that can (sometimes) go from zero to 60. I’m honored to be his dad, and I know he will have a great birthday.
Y’all, how is it possible that our kids are now 10, eight, and four?! When people tell you that, “time flies,” they mean it. I also think they want you to try and pump the brakes to soak in all the moments that happen before the kids are grown and out the door.
We do not wish things to go by quicker, that’s for sure. If anything, from what my friends and coworkers tell me, things will only get busier and more stressful, all while time seems to go even faster. It just doesn’t make sense!
I’ll be trying to, “enjoy every sandwich,” and be present for moments like Ted’s eighth birthday. I don’t take this time in our lives for granted, that’s for sure.
So, happy birthday, Teddy! Here’s to a great year and, hopefully, a day where the weather cooperates, even though I know, he would love nothing more than to play in the snow.