Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Remembering my "Sweet Boy" Dan
Trisa was almost 16 when Dan was born. She and our other kids were worried that something would go wrong when their baby brother was born, so Derek made sure to call their schools as soon as possible to let them know all was well. We found Trisa's note this weekend still pinned to the bulletin board she left behind when she went to college. It read, "9:30 Her brother was born & is fat and healthy". This was true and was a relief to all of us. He was my biggest baby, and the Dr. thought he looked muscly when he was born.
I like this description from my journal: Dan "is such a fun little boy. He gets into everything and I call him my Tornado. He says quite a few real words and lots of pseudo words. He's very fast at sliding downstairs on his belly and he likes to follow his brothers and sisters down there. He'll bang on Tia's door and yell for her. It's cute and pesky to her at the same time. He's a lot of work, but we aren't really in a hurry for him to grow up either."
One of his prayers, obviously said while he was looking around, was "Thankful for Kayli, Mom, Jake, Tia, Dad, and not Trisa because she's at college, and Connor ..." He is actually very thankful for Trisa and has been sad on more than one occasion that she is at college. He gives her big hugs when she comes home, and is always hoping that this time she'll stay. He loves Tia too. She was always so good at talking to him when he was done with Kindergarten, and one of the things that I missed the most when she went to college was her conversations with Dan.