Somebody's had a birthday yesterday! Do you little cousins know who it was? You guessed right! It was Dalton. Today I'm going to tell you a little bit about the days leading up your cousin's first birthday...
When William was about to be born, Grandaddy and Grandma Beckner decided to come to Brazil after he was born. Granny Atha came the next year. Together they all decided that they would alternate and that one or the other would try to come every year Then when we found out about Dalton's arrival, Grandaddy and Grandma thought it would be nice to come and see him be born. Uncle Wesley came, too. It was their turn, so to speak, so that all got ready to come.
Dalton was due around the end of July, so they planned their trip for that time. There was just one problem with the big plan. Nobody told the baby! Grandma and Grandaddy's tickets were good for about two weeks. Time started running out and there was no sign of Dalton's arrival. There were only a few days left of their trip and Dalton was already two weeks past his due date.
I went in for a doctor's appointment and told the doctor about my dilemma - relatives from overseas waiting for a baby to be born with only a few days left before they had to go! William had also been two weeks late. The doctor laughed and said that my pregnancies must all run late. With William I went into labor but there were some complications and he had to be born by surgery at the last minute. The doctor had hoped that Dalton could be a natural birth or that at least we could try. Instead he decided for the sake of all that were involved that it might be good to just get on with this belated birth, so he set it up for baby surgery for the very next day. Ah, and there was the fact that I couldn't hardly walk anymore because Dalton was squashing a nerve going down one of my legs!
Grandaddy, Grandma and Uncle Wesley got to be there for the big day. But you can ask Grandaddy where he hung out while waiting! :) They got to be there when the baby was brought home from the hospital and were able to enjoy several full days goo-gooing and gaa-gaaing over little Dalton.
When Uncle Byron and I got home from the hospital, everyone was at the house waiting for us. Uncle Wesley sat down with little baby Dalton in the kitchen on a big bench. Little William came to inspect the new creature a little closer and decided to give him a little tap on the head to see if he was real! Real he was and Dalton decided to prove it with a squeal and his first good cry. Then Uncle Wesley had his first uncle to nephew chat with little William in the bedroom!
Nevertheless William and Dalton ended up being the best of brothers. They often slept in the same bed together and the whole time they were little they shared the same room. Seems today they are still pretty good friends!
The book of Proverbs has a lot of verses about brothers. Sometime brothers do fight but they can be your biggest supporters and helps. "A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity."
When times are adverse and rough, brothers ought to be there! Remember friends come and go, but brothers are there for life!
When William was about to be born, Grandaddy and Grandma Beckner decided to come to Brazil after he was born. Granny Atha came the next year. Together they all decided that they would alternate and that one or the other would try to come every year Then when we found out about Dalton's arrival, Grandaddy and Grandma thought it would be nice to come and see him be born. Uncle Wesley came, too. It was their turn, so to speak, so that all got ready to come.
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| 2007 Trip |
Dalton was due around the end of July, so they planned their trip for that time. There was just one problem with the big plan. Nobody told the baby! Grandma and Grandaddy's tickets were good for about two weeks. Time started running out and there was no sign of Dalton's arrival. There were only a few days left of their trip and Dalton was already two weeks past his due date.
I went in for a doctor's appointment and told the doctor about my dilemma - relatives from overseas waiting for a baby to be born with only a few days left before they had to go! William had also been two weeks late. The doctor laughed and said that my pregnancies must all run late. With William I went into labor but there were some complications and he had to be born by surgery at the last minute. The doctor had hoped that Dalton could be a natural birth or that at least we could try. Instead he decided for the sake of all that were involved that it might be good to just get on with this belated birth, so he set it up for baby surgery for the very next day. Ah, and there was the fact that I couldn't hardly walk anymore because Dalton was squashing a nerve going down one of my legs!
Grandaddy, Grandma and Uncle Wesley got to be there for the big day. But you can ask Grandaddy where he hung out while waiting! :) They got to be there when the baby was brought home from the hospital and were able to enjoy several full days goo-gooing and gaa-gaaing over little Dalton.
When Uncle Byron and I got home from the hospital, everyone was at the house waiting for us. Uncle Wesley sat down with little baby Dalton in the kitchen on a big bench. Little William came to inspect the new creature a little closer and decided to give him a little tap on the head to see if he was real! Real he was and Dalton decided to prove it with a squeal and his first good cry. Then Uncle Wesley had his first uncle to nephew chat with little William in the bedroom!
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| Moments before the fateful, first bonk on the head. William is thinking... |
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| Just a little brotherly loving hug? |
The book of Proverbs has a lot of verses about brothers. Sometime brothers do fight but they can be your biggest supporters and helps. "A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity."
When times are adverse and rough, brothers ought to be there! Remember friends come and go, but brothers are there for life!
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| 2015 with Aunt Waulene Fay |
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