Today is my son's 34th birthday. He works for the Seattle Fire Department, although he is not a fireman. We wanted to go see him and his family this weekend, but of course, we could not. At least we can still talk to him via the phone. He has become a wonderful person, strong Democrat, and a fantastic father to Sienna, age 3, and Rowen, age 6. We couldn't feel more blessed when he became a part of our family at 1:04 a.m. on March 31, 1986. The only boy boy born that week in Pullman, WA and with lots of red hair!

Congratulations!

As was my daughter. ❤️

It's the day that this guy, yours truly, moi--the kid who FLUNKED first-grade coloring--dreads! In first grade, I was reading on a high-school level (had no problem reading my older sister's high-school science book), was doing math on a sixth-grade level, already knew the Greek alphabet, all nine planets (yes, that was when there WERE nine)--in order from the sun--and probably a few other amazing things for a six-year-old. And I HATED to color! I'm partly color-blind (something my parents didn't know until later), so I frequently used the wrong colors when I colored. When I did color, I couldn't stay inside the lines to save my soul.

My teacher, who was probably just teaching until she could draw her pension, had a conference with my mom, and informed her that I "was reading with my age group," doing arithmetic "with my age group," but I "wouldn't color." Thus, I got an 'F' in the subject. Fifty-five years later, it's still a family joke that I flunked coloring in first grade because I wanted to calculate thermodynamic field tensors instead......

So if you'll pardon me for not celebrating--and does anybody have a high-school science book I could read??

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