Home with a newborn and…

We brought Talon home finally. His small bout with the flu is finally over with. My wife is finally feeling better too, thank God. She was struggling the last 2 weeks and was put on bed rest. Her bp was high, her other blood oxygen levels were high and a few other things were a little on the high side. Our doctor put her on bed rest just to make sure she was going to be fine for the delivery. She was really miserable the last few days. I felt so bad for her with all the coughing and sneezing. I was really worried about Talon. I didn’t know what to do.

I went out to walk my dog and she sent me a text. Where are you? I told her where I was and she replied that her water had broken. So I ran back to the house. My dog Sam jr loved it because he loves to run and had no idea what was going on. I came into the house and saw my wife crying and hysterical. She said what do we do? I said we need to get you cleaned up first and I’m going to start timing the contractions right now. I knew from all of the books and our meeting with our medical teams we have to wait until we are 5 minutes apart in order to go into the hospital. I also knew that my wife was going to go in no matter what I said because she had been struggling with the flu bug and being sick so she wanted to get help asap. I called her parents first and told them to get on a plane right away. When I went back to close up our house in Lake Forest and do last-minute things to close down my businesses I gave them a check and told them to take it, cash it, and when we call get the first available flight over. I also knew how expensive a last-minute flight would be all the way from Chicago and didn’t want them to be burdened with that cost. My father in law said no at first until I showed him what a last-minute flight cost Lol Then he changed him mind and said okay. Thank goodness he listened.

They talked to my wife for a few minutes and told her to hang in there. I called Lindsay first. She was on her way in to town from Tokyo so I had to leave a voicemail. She texted me back and said I’m 8 hours out be there soon. Then I called Drew who was literally on his way to the airport anyway for his family vacation in Paris and all over Europe. Perfect timing!

Then I freaked out thinking OMG we don’t have Sarah this time, we don’t have everyone here right now. I don’t know what to do. My wife yelled at me from the bathroom and told me to help her shower. I walked into the shower fully clothed Lol I was that out of it. She died laughing and said how dedicated I am. I got undressed and helped clean her up since she couldn’t bend over and reach her legs and feet. Every time she tried to bend over she said she just started coughing. Anything she needs I’m willing to do. I didn’t care.

We got out of the shower and I helped get her ready and dressed. We have had her “Going to the hospital” outfit on a hanger in the bathroom for weeks. So that decision was already made. The reason why is because every time I wait for my wife to pick out an outfit, get ready, it’s MINIMUM 2 hours. She’s very slow at getting ready being this pregnant. It was a good idea and made it much faster. Her contractions were still far apart and we had plenty of time. We got out to the kitchen and I asked if she wanted anything to eat or any snacks. She said I AM NOT POOPING ON THAT TABLE so no. Just liquids Lol I’m not supposed to say if she did or not on the table because I promised I wouldn’t. So we grabbed her purse, looked through everything we needed and just sort of hung out in the living room for a little while. Finally they were getting a little closer, not 5 minutes apart but close, and she  said she just wanted to go in. Fine by me.

We kissed the kids goodbye and walked out to the car. I was trying to stay calm and reassuring. This means I SHUT THE F*** UP. My wife told me don’t piss her off during delivery. Don’t say anything stupid, don’t try and tell her how to breathe. Just get whatever she asked me to get and just be there to support her. She was not feeling very good and really needed me to not fuss like I usually do. I was in shock anyway so I wasn’t saying much.

She yelled at how fast I was driving. I was 10 under the speed limit by the way but she didn’t realize that. She yelled at me for dropping her off at the entrance and not just parking. I told her I am not going to make her walk from the parking lot when she’s in labor. She yelled at me to HURRY UP as soon as they got her into a wheelchair and I was parking the car.

I sprinted inside. SPRINTED Lol I didn’t want to get yelled at again. I found her and they were wheeling her up to the floor for new mommys. This was all pretty much a blur the next few hours.

She was in labor. They didn’t send us home (Again) for false labor. This was the real deal this time. We started with her breathing through the labor pains. I rubbed her back when she asked me. I got her ice chips when she asked me. I sat by her side the whole time and only left 2 times to take a piss. Everything was going high but her BP was still a little high. They gave her something for that and then they came in to check her. She was getting closer.

Her parents arrived first. Thank YOU JESUS. They were so happy to make it in time. I was so glad to see them. My mother in law kicked me out so that I could take a break while they sat with her and reassured her it was all going to be fine. I walked outside to get some fresh air and saw Lindsay coming from a taxi with a gigantic bird stuffed animal. I said WTF is that.

She said “Well it doesn’t have any hoofs or bird whatevers but it’s all I could find in Tokyo” Lol Lol

It looks ridiculous. She said she threw out most of her clothes into the trash to fit it into her luggage. Okay…

We went upstairs and she said “Where’s my nephew!!!” My wife just laughed and had to tell her all about how many times I have been yelled at. I wasn’t even doing anything wrong. I also knew not to argue at all. The last thing I needed was my wife to be stressed out by me so I just grinned. Who cares about any of that anyway. I was told several times don’t take anything personal and don’t leave the room even if she says get out. Drew told me that.

Finally an hour later Drew showed up with his wife. He left his parents at my house with the kids. He said he would bring them all up once Talon was born. So we have all of the people we wanted there. Now it was just a waiting game.

Fast forward a few hours later. Lindsay was telling some story about getting smacked in the face with a sushi roll by some chef who tried to throw something on her plate, my wife snort laughed and went into some heavy labor Lol One joke and the baby was coming. We kicked everyone out to the waiting room. They put me into some kind of outfit with a mask and off we went. It’s time!

Hearing my wife gives birth makes me never want to have sex with her ever again Lol I felt so bad. I knew our son was going to be big but I wasn’t really prepared with how much she was going to struggle to get him out. We had all joked about it but this was different. My wife is tiny. This is the most weight she has ever weighed in her life so this wasn’t easy at all for her. I honestly don’t know how she did it. Oh wait, yes I do, she had the drugs Lol She said this was going to kill her body and didn’t want to feel it. She was pushing and pushing. When the doctors told her to stop she did. They were doing somethings and then they said Big push. She pushed hard and out he came. There he is! Our son is here!

We both started crying. They put him up on her chest. I got to cut his cord and they took him to get him cleaned up. I kissed my wife’s forehead and held her hand. He had all of this hair Lol It’s like a dark brown hair. He’s huge. 9 pound baby! Wow!

They put him in a blanket and a little hat and gave him back to us. We got to love all over him for a while until we got back to the room. He was a little jaundice. That was a concern because none of my other babies started out with that. They put him under this lamp thing in a bed and covered his little hands up with baby mittens or something.

When he came back from that we finally let everyone into our room to meet him. Everyone got to hold him and take photos with him. Then we put him back down and let them take him back for another treatment. He had to do that 3 times a day to help him get his color back. The nurses told us it wasn’t bad at all just a slight jaundice so that’s good. One of them said it’s better to be cautious since he had the flu bug.

The next few days my wife lay in the hospital completely miserable and wanting to go home. We had to wait day after day to make sure both of them were well enough. The doctors did not want to send us home until they were both over the flu bug. They also wanted to make sure that Talon could breathe without any struggles at all. His lungs had a little gunk in them and the first few days they could hear crackles. Whatever that is, we had to wait.

Finally we got to take him home! It was the best day. My kids had already come up a few times to see him. They all had their flu shots a long time ago. We made sure they all got them before winter hit. We had to wait until Peace hit 6 months old before she got hers but she had hers a few weeks ago. She was fine.

We put him in his crib and both of my boys wanted to crawl in there to lay down with him. I told them in a few days we will get him out and put him on a blanket but for right now he just needs to chill with mommy. They don’t understand any of that anyway but it would be soon.

So now I have 2 boys about to be 2. I have a daughter who just turned 6 months old and a newborn son. Heaven help us all Lol

Drew took his family on vacation a few days ago. He said they will swing back by on their way back to the States. He has 2 weeks off from work and is going to really show his wife and kids all of Europe that he can. He said so far it’s going great and everyone is having a good time.

My wife’s parents are still here. Dave flew over to be with Lindsay. They are still here. Lindsay has been going to our Paris office to work and get things looked over. She said she will be leaving in a day or two. She has to get back to Las Vegas for 2 days then go back to Mexico. Very busy girl.

So now we are all home and just enjoying our baby Talon. I love the name. It grew on me. I didn’t like it at first. My wife said she loved it and that’s the only name she would agree on. I wanted to name him Adam Andrew Cooper but she said no AA Lol

I’m probably going to need AA when I have 4 teenagers in this house some day.

We are done having kids for at least 2 years. My wife said we have enough for now. She needs a break. She said I broke her vajayjay and that I’m cut off Lol I’m cut off for 6 weeks anyway so I was already prepared for that.

I am completely in love with my son. He is beautiful and perfect. 10 little fingers and toes. I counted as soon as he came out. I am so happy my wife made it through his birth. It was really hard on her since she was already sick. I pray she heals up soon and everything feels better. She said she is still sore. She is still trying to get everything to feel good when she sits or bends over. She is breastfeeding him. We agreed to do that for a full month. If she wants to stop at anytime I already have 10 different kind of vegan formula we will try out. I also have 2 cans of regular formula in case he doesn’t take the vegan formula well. We are ready. My wife is going to try to pump milk out tomorrow so that I can start feeding him too. So far she said it’s not that bad. He latches on pretty easily. He really doesn’t fuss at all. He’s perfect. I get to change all of his diapers and I’m happy to do so. It’s the least I can do since my wife is doing everything else with him.

We are just happy! Life is awesome. I have my 4 kids at home. The only thing missing is my son Ryan, God rest his soul! I really wish he were here. He would be 15 years old this year in May. He was due on Lindsay’s birthday. I really wish he was here to meet his brother but I know we will all get to meet him in Heaven some day. A looooong time from now but I pray he waits for us. I can’t wait for that day.

I love my kids! Hope everyone has enjoyed all of our photos and videos on our Family Facebook page! I will write back to your comments soon guys. Love ya’ll!

1 week to go, Folks

Tomorrow morning when we wake up my wife will have 1 week to go before we meet our son Talon, hopefully. She is being a real trooper through all of this but geez I feel bad for her.

I am on my BEST BEHAVIOR because my wife ratted me out to my mother in law and she texted me some things that I won’t repeat Lol So now I don’t fuss, argue, eye-roll, or even let out a sigh anywhere near her. At all. I hold my tongue, I hop up and get whatever she needs. She is carrying my boy. I need to help out more. I thought I was but apparently I wasn’t. Sorry but I do have 3 other kids to tend to so if I screw up here or there, I don’t see a reason to run to your mom and tell on me. Deep breath!!!

We have flights booked for the few that will be coming over next week. We have their bedrooms already for them. I know Lindsay will be coming in from Tokyo so she’s going to be exhausted. I asked what she was doing over there and she said research. I don’t want to know. I’m not supposed to “worry” about the business stuff anymore because it’s all “handled and STFU about it”. That’s what Lindz told me via text a few days ago.

My job is full-time dad in waiting. I’m here to make my wife’s life a perfect whatever it is you have to do. I’m getting a little nervous though. She has no idea what she’s in for during the birth. I don’t either I just know that my hand was squeezed until my knuckles were white and I did my very best to stay calm and not freak out or pass out.

Yes I’m going to be in the delivery room. AND NO OTHER family or friend will be. That’s my wife’s choice. That means no creep-a** father-in-laws all up in there taking photos and staring at my wife’s vajayjay Lol If you don’t get that reference, just comment me and I will explain. I’m laughing just typing that one!

Only me and our medical team are allowed in. Every one else can wait outside and if she poops on the table that’s not public knowledge Lol I’m not supposed to say if she does or doesn’t. I already know her face will be a mess and she’s going to be exhausted right after. I am bringing up some extra pillows because we will be in there a day or two. It all depends on how it goes.

We did a quadruple check on his nursery. We have everything and if I forgot something Lindsay will go to the stores and stock us up anyway. She usually buys us 3 months worth of stuff for each new baby Lol It is very helpful and we really appreciate it.

Drew is in charge of telling the entire family and friend group everything. He said he made a list on his phone or who to call and how to text.

Now it’s just a waiting game. And boy am I impatient. I just want to see his little face and hold him. Ryan was my first boy and I never got to see him or hold him. He passed away a few months before he was born. This is my first biological child and not my last. We do want 1 more and we want to adopt 1 more but not for a few years. My wife said I am CUT OFF MISTER and I’m also not allowed to talk to my adoption attorney Lol She is serious. I agree. 4 kids, man. Who would have thought this would be my life.

I am so focused on my home life I only have 3 things written down for what I want my next chapter to be. I don’t want to divulge my list yet because after my son’s birth that may all change. I’m okay financially neither of us have to work, ever. I still want to keep busy with something though and so does my wife. We will figure it out.

Right now and for the next 7 days, life is all about my wife.

Wish me luck?!??!??

Birth parents and booze

Friday night after work I flew my family to Lincoln, Nebraska. We got in a little later than I wanted to (Thanks to my wife) but it worked out. We got the boys fed, Uncle Drew went and grabbed us all dinner because everyone was hungry (And cranky) then we hung out a little while before I got the boys to bed. Uncle Drew and my wife don’t really get along. They are civil but if either one starts talking about work or any of the cases they are working on all heck breaks loose and the next thing I know it turns into some weird kind of pissing match. Not impressed. We all stayed up late talking and finally went to bed around 1:30am.

Saturday morning Lol Oh geez, guys. Where do I even begin. So Saturday morning we got up at 7, Drew’s wife made us a huge breakfast and we got ready to go. We went to meet the birth parents. Just a reminder. My little cousin went to a party, got really drunk, and had a one night stand with some guy she didn’t know. They didn’t use protection and that story is 2 very different versions because she “claims” she was on a pill and he “claims” they used protection but then why do I have Heston and Alex Lol The version she told me seems more factual than his version and I really didn’t ever want to hear the how of this situation but had to listen to it from my cousin, not her daughter who was actually there. Either way we all met somewhere public because I did not want to deal with my extended family running their mouths or Drew and his wife butting in. We got over to the neutral meeting ground place and waited. My cousin, her husband, and daughter showed up on time. They were all very happy to see the boys. They boys love people in general so they were laughing and walked over to them. They are getting along just fine. Still wobbly at times but for the most part they motorize themselves everywhere. Heston has decided the only way he can walk is with both arms up Lol I don’t know where that came from but that’s what he does. Alex pretty much goes nonstop. In every direction all at once. And I hate to admit sometimes when one of them takes off I can’t tell who it is from behind and I call out the wrong name. It’s actually not funny in the moment but I do need to work on that better. Sarah knows who is who a lot better than I do which is sad. I’m trying to figure out how to tell them apart and may end up doing slightly different haircuts Lol I don’t know what else to do. We had them in matching outfits on Saturday because that seems to be the thing to do around family. They all want to see the twins, #twinning Lol Oh come on guys, that one was funny!

The birth dad and his parents showed up a half hour late. Not a big deal. The birth dad walked up and shook my hand. Said it was nice to meet me and said he was a little nervous. I picked up Heston and introduced him to his birth father. They both look like him. They have my little cousin’s mouth and face shape but they have his blue eyes, his nose, his body shape. He is a tall, thin kid. I guess muscular. Blonde hair, blue eyes. He said he is 6’1″ because I asked. He said he weighs 175 which is why he’s so thin. His parents Lol Well his dad chugged what was left of his beer before he got out of their truck. He said hello but didn’t shake my hand. His mom said hello and just kept staring at the boys. His dad smelled drunk, looked drunk and obviously was drunk which immediately put me on guard. They all went to wash their hands so they could touch my children. That’s not being shitty (Maybe a little) but we all wash our hands before we touch them. It’s just better for the boys. No one protested at all because they all went in a group.

Seeing my little cousin walk next to her one night stand was very interesting. In fact he was more interested in talking to her than actually playing with the boys. Heston kept looking at him like he was looking into a mirror in 23 years from now. He was fascinated. After a few dance moves and some laughing everyone relaxed and my boys began going back and forth from both groups. We all sat on a big table and everyone got plenty of hugs and greetings from both boys.

After about 15 minutes I said let’s do pictures first because I really want to fill out some more information from the grandparents. They all knew I wanted to do this. I have information from both of the birth parents. They did help me with that. But I want to know more extensively about family health issues. Grandparents, great grandparents. I also wanted to know about his family tree. How many aunts, uncles, cousins. Are they all tall and thin too? I am very curious about this young man.

Pictures actually went fine except a small argument between the birth dad and his father. I have no idea what got said but he spun around right in the middle of a photo and next thing I know he’s chest to chest. The mom said something about Not here and then I think they both separated a little. Not cool, guys. Not cool at all. I stood up at that point because I told everyone if it gets uncomfortable I’m taking my boys immediately.

I now have photos of my boys with both of their birth parents, together. They held one each. That is a photo I am going to treasure. I needed to see that. I think they also needed it too. I did a one hour photo thing and got a bunch of copies. I have to mail those out today sometime. Then it was time for photos of me with the birth parents and the boys. Then my wife joined us. Than Sarah wanted photos with them. Then came the birth grandparents Lol

The birth dad’s father is a jackass. That’s being nice. He wouldn’t hold Heston. He said he didn’t want to which is completely fine. And with him being drunk I did not want him holding him either but his wife kept trying to shove Heston into his arms. Finally he just stood there with a pissy look on his face. I didn’t expect them to smile all happy in the photos. I just wanted photos for the boys. Yes being selfish I also wanted to see what my boys will look like as they grow up. The birth father’s mom brought his baby photos. My oh my do my boys look like him. It’s amazing how much. I was kind of hoping that he would have dimples like I do but he doesn’t. He smiles a big smile though just like me so that’s the second thing he had in common. I kept studying his features. He has broad shoulders. He stands with his hands stuffed in his jeans. Some of his motions with his head the way he leans it a little, they both do that. I have no idea how that happens but I’m telling you birth children genetically do things without being taught. You can not teach them some things they do automatically. The birth dad’s father decided he was done and went and sat in the truck. He needed more beer and a couple of cigarettes. His wife was so embarrassed but that wasn’t her fault. She said it’s been hard because he didn’t want his son to sign over the boys. Now that he sees the boys are very happy and healthy I think it will sink it, it’s all okay. She got emotional and said she knows this was the right choice for her son but it’s still hard sometimes. She was a sweet woman. I think she has been in a rough marriage. She seemed, I guess shaken at every little thing.

Pictures were done. They took about 45 minutes or so. Then we just sat down and relaxed. My little cousin took turns holding them. The birth dad took turns also and finally started to enjoy himself. He got them both laughing and you could clearly see their eyes light up like his did. I started asking questions about the family tree and health history. They both answered the best they could. I wrote a bunch of things down. I asked them if they wanted to know anything about our life. They asked a lot of questions about the boys. They wanted to know what school, what activities we do, what they eat, who started walking first. Those type of things. I have a mountain of photos and I showed them videos of almost everything they asked me about. Everyone was having a good time and laughing.

Then birth dad’s father showed back up. Even more upset than before. He started raising his voice at his wife. I took him aside and told him we all just wanted to meet him. He said he didn’t want this. I said I know but we have an open adoption. You are apart of their lives now. That’s when he started to calm down. I told him this did not have to be the one and only time we saw each other. We can do this annually. We can do it more often. We can make other plans. I told him I would fly his family to Chicago to come see us. He said he could pay for it if they wanted to go. I told him I didn’t think his son would want to continue to see them. But maybe now he changed his mind. I think he was scared. He said he wasn’t scared. He just didn’t want the boys to grow up and never know who he was. I just laughed and said they photos from today will be in their room. I will continue to tell them they are adopted and when they are old enough I will tell them the whole edited story. The clean version Lol

I think it finally got through to him that we didn’t steal his grandsons. I told him my parents are dead. I don’t have grandparents for them. If he wanted to be a grandpa he could but he had to get his shit together. He glared at me and I let him know my boys won’t be around someone who drinks in a parking lot because he can’t cope with a tough situation. He didn’t like that. I said what you do at your home with your life isn’t my business. What you do around my children is and he needed to show up for them. He said but I’m here. I said no you really aren’t. You aren’t interacting with your grandsons and they really want you to.

So we walked over. I picked up Alex and then Alex decided to let out his famous NO cry and had a total meltdown. I told him this is normal. We just switch them out Lol I picked up Heston who is my chill baby boy and he held him. Heston was fascinated with his face. He kept grabbing him by the cheeks. It was like seeing a guy melt. It was awesome. He sort of tickled Heston a little which made them both laugh. Then I said Heston this is your Grandpa (Insert his name). I asked do you want to be called Grandpa or Papa or what do you want? He said he would like Papa. I said there you go. Then I picked up Alex and told him this is your Papa. He had already stopped crying things to a quick snack and my wife picking him up. Alex wanted to his Papa to hold him so I told him to sit down so I could hand him over. It’s much easier to sit with twins than it is to stand. They start wiggling around. He sat down and there he had both boys on his lap. He was smiling and talking to them. He told them maybe someday Papa would take them fishing. I said they would love that. They he started looking at their hands. He said they are really small. I said give it a few years and their hands will be as big as his own son. The birth dad started laughing then put his hand up against Heston’s hand. Heston thought it was high-five so he smacked it which made everyone laugh Lol It was really funny.

We meant to stay for 2 hours but it was more like 2 and a half. The birth dad’s mom got to feed Heston and my cousin got to feed Alex. Just some snacks and their water.

It turned out okay. I hope this helps everyone with whatever concerns or worries they may have. We all hugged before we took off so I think that’s a good sign. I wasn’t really happy about the birth dad’s father showing up mad and drunk. I told the birth dad he needed to talk to him about that. Because that won’t be allowed next time. He asked, next time? I said we have an open adoption. You have always been invited into our lives. That door will always be open to you and your family. He said he wanted to take some time to process today but maybe sometime later this year we could get together again. I told him if he wanted alone time with us without his folks I would fly him out. I gave him my business card which has all of my contact info on it and said call anytime. He said he would, thanks. He thanked me and wrote down his new address to get copies of the photos.

It turned out okay. A few hiccups but my boys are so young they won’t remember any of it. My little cousin always loves being around the boys. It’s very hard for her to say bye to them. I always try to reassure her we will see her again. My wife had a lot of opinions on everything but I listened and respectfully disagreed. She thinks as a mom and doesn’t realize all the stuff I have been through to get to this moment. She wasn’t with me through all of that. I must have patience with them. I can’t dictate how our open adoption works with limitations. I can only protect the boys and I did let them know no more drinking. I stood up to him and took him aside so we could talk privately. She thought I should have taken the boys and left. What good would that have done? That may have made them never come around again. They needed to see that we are happy, they need to know they are wanted and I really want them to see the boys grow up. Now they have a Papa and another grandma. How cool is that? She still thinks I’m wrong. Not the first time that’s happened.

We got back to Uncle Drew’s and told him all about it. He had picked up pizza for everyone. Then it was time for my wife and I to get on my plane and fly to Las Vegas! That story is coming up next. It’s a good one.

Year 1: An Open Letter to my Sons

This is how our journey began:


I go back and read that post often. To see if I’m keeping all of my promises.

Dear Heston and Alex,

Today is your very first birthday and I can not wait to spend this entire day with both of you. It is 5:30am and I could not bare to sleep anymore. I am so excited for your special day.

Since I found out you both existed I knew that God was leading you into my arms. All that I had worked for, all that I had wanted in my life has always been for you. I said “I will take them” and those 4 words changed my life more than I have ever known.

As you have grown the last year I have documented all of your big and small moments both with the camera and with memory. Your baby books are filling up fast. They don’t mean anything to you right now but someday they will. We will sit on the couch together and laugh at all of the things I found so very important from last year.

I promised your birth mom to protect you both with my life, to love you and make you into good people, good men. I’m still working on that. You have meant more to me than I can ever find the words for. Your distinct personalities have been such a surprise to me as well as how much you two look exactly alike. I have always tried to treat you both equally and with compassion. I love you Heston as much as I love you Alex. You are the light in my life. You are my entire world. Everything I thought I knew wasn’t nearly enough before you came into my life.

Because of you boys I am a brand new man. Today we celebrate your 1st birthday. And your step-mom and I get the honor of showing you both off with such pride and honor. We all get to look back at your first birthday photos later on in life but today, I just want to focus on your wants and needs. Your happiness means everything. Keeping you safe and healthy has been equal to making sure you are having fun and learning new things daily. Your nannies, Sarah, Brandi, and Heather love you as much as I wanted them to. They have helped me every single day and have been there for both of you through everything. They are my tribe. And I could not have raised you through Year 1 without you.

I pray you have a wonderful day. Daddy has done all I can to make it a fun and happy day. I hope you have a great time with your enormous, loving family. Daddy wants that foundation to always be a priority for all of your lives. I need you both to know how much I love you. Daddy will always give you both my last piece of food if you want it. And that’s saying a lot because as you know Daddy doesn’t share food!

I love you Heston.

I love you Alex.

May God bless you both with 100 plus more years of this amazing life we are all building together.