My everdearest cutie baby in his "jumper." He really loves the jumper you know. Those were the times when I have problem carrying him because I was pregnant with my twins Cade and Tamara. Ty enjoyed every moment as he jumped and jumped making his legs strong and he was at his best most of the time happy and contented. He seldom cry nor alone because I was there watching him all the time while I crochet and or busy with sewing. I had my eyes wide open, my ears open for listening, and the mother instinct, yes the most fierce kind of perception every mother should have. I'm always busy at home doing all the household chores but I never and would never neglect my first born. Maybe because of that the Lord God has blessed me two more babies to care for. My hands are full but I have a loving and caring husband Lorne who is a great provider and that's all that matters.
Those were the days, those were the years. Wow! Now that he turns 19! Yes nineteen years old...whew! I found myself so old now. My grey hair's a plenty, growing grey hair so fast than I could ever imagine. Wrinkles on my face and my hands hmmm...yeah I am so old now and his dad all wrinkled and old hahahahaahah! and my son is already a fine gentleman. Hopefully he'll continue to make plans for his future and be the best to achieve whatever in store in whatever dreams, wishes and ambition he's aiming for. I always pray that he'll be successful in all his endeavors and as parents we can all hope for the very best of EVERYTHING.
