Fourteen years ago on a Friday night my parents, Ricky and I went out for fish fry at Jakes Restaurant in Wauwatosa. As we were sitting at dinner my stomach started feeling noticeably strange. But I love to eat (in fact I weighed about what I do now but was much larger in size at the time). So we stayed and finished our meal.
Afterwards we headed over to my Grandmother's house since she was caring for Connor who at the time was about 2 years old. Since we already had babysitters Ricky and I had no other choice but to go on a date of our own leaving Connor with my parents and grandmother.
We headed home in a rush on our way to our over night retreat. I can't remember why, but Ricky did not have a house key and crawled thru the kitchen window to retrieve a few things we were taking along. But soon we were on our way again.
We enjoyed our time together that evening for the most part. I was a bit moody and still quite uncomfortable. But Ricky was his patient self and stood by me to make me feel the best I could.
We stayed up until midnight and soon after we met a new acquaintance that we have loved ever since. He was a little worse for wear when we met him. He had a bump on his head. His skin was a bit dry and raw. And he was visibly upset.
We named him Kevin James McElvain. He was our biggest baby at 10lbs 3oz.
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Love you Kevin....Happy Birthday!