This is actually the Friday following Valentines day but I think this is worth blogging since I did not make an entry on Wednesday the actual Valentines Day. My son is a senior this year- He is my oldest and so we are doing all the senior things starting with his senior pictures- beautiful if I must say so myself- anyway. This fella is not just a beauty on the outside he is so beautiful on the inside it will make your eyes tear. I'll just tell you a little bit about my beauty-Andrew. When he was born there was no more beautiful creature on the planet in my eyes. Not until this year when looking at his baby pictures did I actually see what everyone else saw- WOW. As a baby he had a perfectly shaped head- very round- and BIG, bigger then I remember it, and bald at that time, his eyes were big and blue- they still are but now they don't work very well as he needs contacts and cannot see at all without them. His smile was as big as the moon, and I mean that quite literally- he could fit (and still can) his clenched fist into his enormous mouth, but his smile is real and genuine. He melts you when he talks to you.
He was very attatched to his grandmother from a very early age. I'm not sure why as she was making fun of him since birth starting with clapping a pair of shoes together on his feet making quacking noises with them because they were too big, until I couldn't breath anymore from laughing so hard. When he was 2 years old grandma was leaving for Florida. He did not understand this and when we said goodbye he cried, and cried. She told him that whenever he felt a breeze on his cheek it was her blowing him a kiss. He spent the ride home with his head out the window just so he could feel the breeze.
Then when he was 10 years old and I was in the grocery store he would leave me and when I found him he would be pushing some elderly woman's (no doubt a grandmother) cart around helping her find, and reach all her groceries. One of his rewards was a pint of Ben and Jerry's ice cream- the lady asked for help getting ice cream and while he was helping her she asked his favorite- he told her and she bought it for him as he would never accept money for helping out. He really is a nice guy.
This is why I wrote this- My senior went to school and got the names and locker numbers of all the girls in his senior class. He took the money he made from mentoring an underclassman and tutoring and bought two bunches of red carnations, and wrote this poem "People will come and people will pass, but I will always remember all the girls in my class." He attatched a copy of the poem to each flower, and wrote down each name and locker number, and then put one on every girls locker in his senior class. Every girl in the class of 2007 at his high school received a Valentine flower this year. The school attendance lady called looking for my nephew, who was at a doctors appointment, and asked me which one of my sons was responsible for putting all the flowers on the lockers at school? She said the school was flowers everywhere because of it. What a great way to be remembered. He is my Valentine.
