Actually, when I was a child, eleven was my favorite number. I'm not sure why...but I really looked forward to being eleven. Maybe because it finally made me old enough that I couldn't hold up fingers to show someone my age. :o)
So Corbin, (where have the eleven years gone, and PLEASE don't let the next eleven slip by so fast!) in honor of your eleventh birthday, allow me to travel down memory lane to share eleven of the many many memories that I have of you:
1. Taking your dad to the place where he asked me to marry him to tell him I was pregnant with you.
2. Hoping and praying that you would arrive into this world in time to meet my grandmother, who was in the last stages of cancer. (Thank you for cooperating and making that dream come true for me. :o) )
3. The first night we brought you home from the hospital, and you slept straight through from 11pm to 6am! I woke up PETRIFIED that something had happened to you in the night. I can count on one hand the number of times I have been so frightened.
4. What an amazing newborn you were to make the 3+ hour trip to Kansas City at less than 4 days old to meet my grandmother. She held you on her lap and you intently focused on her face more than you had on any other person up to that point. She wouldn't let me take pictures, but the image in my heart is still as clear today as it was all those years ago. And then, not much more than a week later, you graciously made a return trip with me for her funeral.
5. I remember your blue blanket which you called "Memmet." I remember losing the first one in the KCI airport when you were about 15 months old. I had a spare in McPherson, but we had to go to Carter's to buy a replacement which must not have been good enough, because it disappeared and I have never EVER been able to find it. I highly suspect you threw it away somewhere. :o)
6. Even as a crawling infant, I would find you curled up random places, sleeping. You never seemed to need me to put you down for a nap. When you were bigger and had graduated to a big boy bed, I'd go looking for you and find you curled up on your bed, napping.
7. You loved "Blue" from Blue's Clues and Buzz and Woody from Toy Story. When you had tubes put in your ears, you wore your Woody slippers and brought a Woody doll with you. The nurse even put an admissions bracelet on him and let you take him back to surgery. In recovery, you and I read the Blue's Clues book Lights On, Lights Off over and OVER again.
8. Your smile. It has always been so sweet (and sort of devious). I wonder what is going on in that amazing head of yours every time I see it!
9. You make the BEST sound effects! I don't know how you do it, but they are amazing.
10. The fact that since you were about eight, you have been able to solve math problems in your head faster than I can do them on paper. I know how much you love the fact that where math is concerned, your mother is NOT smarter than a fifth grader!
11. Last Sunday...it brought joy to my heart and made an amazing day perfect to see you with your friends, cheering on your favorite team to a pretty exciting win!
You are blessed immeasurably, my dear son, as are all who are lucky enough to be a part of your life!
Have a happy, happy birthday!
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