Maybe because we wagged him everywhere, he grew up with us. Don’t get me wrong; he loved playing with other kids, but our friends did not have kids yet – he spent a lot of time with adults. Bo was always such a little man. He loved learning. We had several nicknames for him such as The Little Professor, Mr. Baggett, Bo Knows, Mr. Facts and Statistics, etc. Bo kept a meticulous notebook of baseball cards. He would draw out tournament play for the World Cup Soccer games. He would make amazing 3-D toys out of paper and junk. And he was competitive in all things. He had all our grown friends playing imaginary baseball with him- and he always won.
He still loves learning, making things, and is very competitive, but today he turns 30 years old. He is married to a wonderful woman and has my two precious GGs. God blessed us with Bo. He has been an awesome kid, son, and man. He has never given us a moment’s problem – always moving straight up the mountain.
Just like it was yesterday, I remember the day you were born. I remember taking you in my lap and looking you over for any flaws. All I found was your frownie-face birthmark. You weren’t too attractive that first morning, but I remember the love I felt for you was almost overwhelming. You may be a grown man with your own family, but I still feel that love for you. Happy 30th Birthday!