My sweet baby boy hits the big 1-1 today! Eleven years old! Wow! Can it possibly be? As I look back over the years, it's so hard to believe how time has jumped forward from the day I found out I was pregnant, again! And ran home to get Mom and run back to town to buy things for a baby to put in the container that we were packing the very next day! So thankful for that high chair and other things we bought that day!
I remember the day we left the hospital in Fortaleza with our little fellow with no name. Yes, we left the hospital and had not named him yet. We had plenty of time since babies did not have to registered right away. We went to pick up William and Dalton at the Nunleys' house near the legislative building. I cannot remember exactly which day we chose the name, Greyson Samuel Atha, but we did shortly and took him to be registered near the Parangaba bus termianl, and that's what counts today.
He was a good baby and we enjoyed him as he grew and grew! He was the delight of all our neighbors on Santa Constancia in Joao XXIII. Many would come by and take him off my hands for an hour or so during the day just for the privilege of holding the little blonde, blue-eyed cutie!
Happy Birthday Baby! You're not a baby anymore, but you will always be my last baby and I hope you always stick close to home! :)