The entire day of Sam's birth is a blur to me. My labor was short (about 3 hours) and I remember events in small segments. I remember sobbing as he was born and asking if he was really a boy. I remember calling my father and telling him that after raising four daughters, his first grandchild was a boy. I remember him crying when I told him we had named him Samuel James (James is my father's name). I remember being a bit worried that Tony seemed a little hesitant to pick up and hold our new baby. That is until the next morning when I got out of the shower to find Sam in Tony's arms, watching the first of many football games together. His birth seemed especially miraculous, I suppose in part because he was our first.
He continues to be an absolute delight. He is a kind, sensitive soul, a creator, and an awesome big brother. Happy birthday, big guy!! We love you to infinity and beyond!
Here is the first part of Sam's birthday extravaganza!! These are the cupcakes I made for Sam's class...the idea is from Martha Stewart and I added a little flag that says, "Happy Burrthday, Samuel!!" We'll have more to post after this weekend's highly anticipated Davy Crockett party. Whew!