I was lucky enough as a child to have a real live doll to practice my mothering technique. My "doll" was born when I was ten years old. I dreamed night after night of the little sister my mother was going to bring home from the hospital to be my playmate. My mother was even convinced she was having a girl. So convinced, in fact, that she promised me if she did not bring home a baby sister for me, then she would take me on a girls only trip to the Bahamas.
Imagine my surprise, then, when my brother Seth and I were told during our Saturday morning viewing of our very favorite show - the Smurfs - that we had a new baby brother. Brother?! I was inconsolable. Boy?! Where's my sister? Where's my girl?! I was now outnumbered two to one. Seth was, needless to say, overjoyed.
A boy was born. My mom named him Travis. I never did get my trip to the Bahamas.
Travis became all our baby. A loveable chubb of a baby with an easy grin, curly locks of brown hair, a little red nose and big hazel eyes full of mischief. Today, that baby turns 26.
Very happy birthday wishes to my youngest brother, Travis. Our baby of the family is good and grown. I wish you a day full of special celebration - and hopefully a Sabres victory to top off your big day.
Now, could you talk to Mom about that trip to the Bahamas she still owes me?
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Happy Birthday Travis! 26 years ago-- sheesh, that makes me feel old. I hope you guys are fully recovered from that black plague you were infected with----
I did say I was taking you to the Bahamas. I did not say when exactly.By my count we still have 30 years which will make me 85! A great age to put on my bikini and sip a large martini with a straw and lay on the beach. Can you not picure it! Oh, and you will be 65 with your bikini on too!
It was good to practice your mothering skills with Trav. Now that you have those 3 gorgeous boys! The women in our family make cute boys!!!
love Ya
Grandma Jo Jo
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