I remember 11 years ago how we spent the whole month in and out of the hospital trying to have Zane. I was sent home on morphine and bed rest to try and carry him longer. They changed his due date many times and couldn't really decide. So come the 27th of December I decided it was time and convinced the doctors that I was done. He was born weighting 8 lbs. 10 oz. So can you imagine if he had hung around a while longer growing. He might have been a 10 pounder.
He has been a joy since he was born. He has always been happy, active, and busy. He keeps me on my toes. He is a carbon copy of Adam, but with my OCD for for planning. He is bright and does very well in school, makes friends everywhere (especially with the girls), takes care of Lilly, and always wants to know what the plan is.
We have recently found his love for football and our love of watching him play. We hope he keeps that up and gives us lots of games in the future to cheer at.
Unfortunately it is only a fall sport.
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