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Today January 30th is my youngest son's 18th birthday.  I can remember like it was yesterday finding out that I was pregnant with our fourth and the excitement of being a new mom again.  There is always a story to be told with the last one and his was exciting. 

It was a couple days past his due date and me feeling very ready to have him and we had already made a trip to the hospital (false alarm).  I told my husband, Larry to go to the Sixers basketball game...I was fine....you are ONLY an hour away. Wrong!  Kevin decided, I am sure, as his father finally got to his seat it was time to come.  Lots of chaos, Larry flying home from the game....then a 45 minute ride extremely uncomfortable to the hospital you can only imagine the conversation on that ride IE: WHAT WERE YOU THINKING..and alas our baby. 

Eighteen years later he still keeps me on my toes.  His "can do" attitude..his shining blue eyes...the way he hugs me hello and goodbye and kisses the top of my head.  His laughter that fills the house...his determination to do it his way.  But most of all his passion. 

Kevin will be leaving for college this fall......he has not made his choice yet.  I have had eighteen years to teach him, love him, show him, encourage him and empower him.  He has grown into the young man I knew he would be when I held him at birth. This will be a tough one to drop off at college.  We have weathered the unthinkable together. It is now his time to shine! Happy birthday my darling baby boy Davies...

All my love ......mom