That little boy that Mom "sat" for (on?) turned TWENTY-NINE today. Mom is feelin' O-L-D. She first met that little boy, Kevin, when he was still a diaper-wearin' sixteen months old. Sigh. He was a cutie. We wonder what directions his life took an' really have no way of findin' out. So we'll wish "FLK" (formerly little Kevin) a happy last birthday in his twenties.
Sigh. It's okay, Mom.