...To my not so little big man, Jonah. Seven years ago, Jonah was born just after 1:40am, after a long 14 hour journey. As he was my first born, I was both nervous and excited for all the wonderful things that come with parenthood. And as I say that, I mean EVERYTHING, the good, the bad, the poop, the pee, the vomit, the laughter, the giggling, the quiet (and loud) moments, all of it. Jonah first, and then his brothers Josh and Eli, have been awesome teachers, and even better sons. They continue to teach me something every day about myself, themselves, and our family. I love you Jonah. Happy Birthday, boy!
--Jonny
--Jonny
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