Happy Birthday, Maggie!

Today is Maggie's 9th Birthday! What a day it was in 2001! We were starting our camp out here in Colorado for the first time the very next day. I had been having contractions since the middle of the night, but we had so much to figure out that I didn't really mention it. I remember sitting through leadership meeting trying to be tough (and brave) so that we could nail down all of the final details of our big first time ever opening day! Then I was determined to go to breakfast because I remembered being so hungry after fifteen hours bringing Hays into the world and I did not want to have that hungry feeling again. Thank goodness Andy convinced me to go to the hospital after breakfast because Maggie was here by lunch and we were both back at camp in time for the first campers to arrive the next day!

Maggie has been a dream come true (once she got past her four months of colic)! She is funny and sweet and kind and thoughtful. She is a good friend and she is one who is looked up to by her peers. She is fun to be around and she is easy to be around. Maggie makes this world a better place. . .and I can say that with all honesty. . .she has been in Missouri for two weeks and life is not the same when she is gone.

I love you SO MUCH, Mags, and I am so thankful every day that God gave you to me! Happy birthday!

(Unfortunately, I'm not at home, so I don't have any baby pictures of Maggie so show her from her very bald beginning. . . .)

Comments

Kari said…

ADORABLE:)) You take the most amazing pic JJ!! We miss your crazy family!! Hope you're having the best summer!! xoxo

Kari

June 12, 2010 at 2:48 PM

Jessica said…

I miss sweet Maggie! I hope she had a great birthday. Love, Jess

July 8, 2010 at 2:11 PM

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