12 months
Grant Sebastian Penrod turns one today. It's 1 AM right now, and I can hear him in his room fussing a bit in his sleep. No doubt excited about what his birthday might bring. For his birthday I am going to give him all of his favorite things; an extra long bath with all of the little yellow ducks in the tub at the same time, a trip up the alley to see all of the dogs (including the insane barking one that scares me but makes him giggle), The Pizzicato 5, The Ramones, and that one ABBA song at full blast so he can dance all crazy and get so excited that he pulls the covers off of the speakers (but without being told "no" and removed from the vicinity of the stereo for the hundreth time since he started pulling the covers off and smashing the little tin foil-strong cones in the speakers), and we'll read that book about not letting the pigeon drive the bus as many times as he wants (with voices). Happy birthday Grant!
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And a big fat birthday from the Callaway clan. (Speaking of which, we will be in Denver in a week and a half.) Sounds like one fine birthday--no one lets me pull the speaker covers off.
Posted by: mighty josh | April 8, 2004 01:05 PM
Nova's first lyric was "A-O, Lets go, A-O, Lets go".
Posted by: Rob | April 14, 2004 06:01 PM