A special day...July 22, 1987

There's something a little special about the first baby born into a family. I remember driving 100 miles round trip sometimes on my day off just to see her...even if I only had a few minutes to stay. And even though I didn't give birth to her, I feel like she belongs to me. She's a very special girl. Happy Birthday Lynsey. I love you dearly!

HAPPY MONDAY!