One Wild 'n' Crazy Kid......

......is the proud owner of a dental practice in Hurricane. How could I have ever guessed that this little baby that came 3 weeks late, had the cord wrapped around his neck in my womb and was supposed to be watched throughout his life for "brain damage" would now be a dentist.....but...he is and I'm proud of him. Thirty years ago this very night I was bawling my eyes out wondering if he would ever be born. I suffered through one more day (which will be tomorrow) and then the next day, October 10, I called my ultra-conservative religious (Seventh Day Adventist) doctor and told him something had to be done and something was. They did an amniocentesis and found out this kid was almost a month old and rushed me in for a c-section. He survived, wrinkled and blue, and my #3 boy would live to wear that number on his basketball jersey and baseball uniform many a time. So, Mason.....I know 30 seems old but it's not....it's just that "real life" is a little tougher than that dreamworld you've been livin' back there in Kentucky so just know that you are well on your way now and can't turn back. Is that encouraging? Probably not and when you think life is really tough and little McKay is bein' a pill, just come on over and read some of my journal entries. That shirt we bought for you way back when tells the true story of what you put me through but it's all worth it and you've given me some really good times....many more than those tough ones. Happy Birthday on Friday. Enjoy the journey.....exciting times ahead. From your ever lovin' Mom.