Happy Birthday to a Couple of Cool Chicks

This is an historically significant date at our house.

Thirteen years ago tonight, until about 10PM, I played cards with my mother and Jon.
We finished off the Halloween candy, and I was in a notably foul mood.

I think they got tired of me, and we all went to bed, only to be jolted awake at midnight when I demanded to be driven to the hospital. We took the red ’66 Mustang through blowing snow to Wellesley, Mass, where Audrey was born a little after 2am.

I was the first person ever to touch her, and it was all so wonderful to me. And I was forgiven for my crabbiness over the card game.

Jon and I sneaked out of the hospital with her at 6am. In the elevator on the way down, a lady asked me how old she was and I announced “3 and a half hours!” and everyone sort of jumped back in surprise. We stopped at Starbucks for a couple of lattes, and made it home in time for Mom’s pancake breakfast where Audrey (in her carseat) was the centerpiece. 18 month old David was completely dazzled by her.

And then, two years ago tonight, I got up from a late dinner with the family at 8:15, feeling a bit “off”.
I asked to be excused from kitchen cleanup, and trundled myself off for a warm tub. 45 minutes later, Maggie was born.
Again, I got to touch her first.
Jon was the attending medical expert that night, the midwife being busy pushing her car out of a snowbank in the Duffus’s yard across the street.

Jon was my favorite delivery assistant ever, as he mostly just left me alone. As soon as he noticed she was born, he said “well, lets flip her over and see if we got that girl you were hoping for…”

Again, we thought it was pretty wonderful and another perfect day! Another perfect girl.
So this is our double anniversary of tiny but awesome gifts.

They continue to be blessings to us, and I’m so thankful for the lovely ladies they are becoming.

Happy Birthday Girls!!!


Audrey, when she was six and enroute to a ballet class, stopped to ham around with a dead rattlesnake. This is one of my favorite pictures of her, but it’s not exactly HER favorite.
This is the infamous snake that Michael stepped over in the backyard in Cherry Valley…..a day to remember

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