Birthday Boy

Today is my oldest grandson's birthday!  He's 15!! I can't believe he's that old.  How time flies! I can remember the night he was born.  My daughter was still living at home and I worked at home seaming socks. My daughter spent the day cleaning their room and putting up a baby bed.  I was out in my sewing room working when she came out and said I think my water just broke.  There was snow on the ground and the roads were a mess but off to the hospital we went.  The doctor came in and said they were going to have to do a c-section because the baby was breach not to mention a few weeks early.  So I paced the floor until they brought out my tiny little grandson and told me his mom was doing fine.  I cried when I saw him in the incubator his little legs were spread wide from the way he had been facing for some time. They wrapped him tight in a blanket to pull his legs back the way they should be.  I prayed that he would be alright and would not need special braces. I would reach into the incubator and rub his little hands. He made a perfect little karate fist and I knew he would be a fighter. To watch him grow up and turn into the great kid that he is makes me proud!!