February twenty fifth, two thousand and nine. The only time I showed up at the hospital, completely NOT in labor. I didn't have a SINGLE contraction with that kid.
Warren Ray Engelbrecht wanted to stay RIGHT WHERE HE WAS, and honestly, I think he's been trying to get back ever since.
We had to wait ALL DAY for the OR to clear out and I had a BRAND NEW shiny blackberry, so I blogged here and here from my phone while we sat around NOT EATING and not having a baby. Good times. A routine scheduled repeat c section isn't much of a birth story, but he sure was a cute baby.
Then we went home and our lives of being outnumbered by our offspring began.
At six month, poor Baby Dub had to move out of his house and into a new one a few states over, but on the upside we got to go meet The Bestie's baby.
Plus, we brought the same recliner that I took his picture with Scott in the day he came home. Because I'm not a regular mom, I'm a cool mom.
|this will ALWAYS and FOREVER be my favorite phot|
A month before he turned two we got fed up with being robbed on Guam, so we moved to a new house on base. That's his FOURTH house before his SECOND birthday, if you're keeping track.
I miss our island life. The Guam one, not the Hawaii one.
I couldn't NOT put in this shot. Unamused Warren is NOT amused.
Right before he turned three, we moved back across the world to his fifth house in Hawaii. He didn't seem to mind.
This is when he started to look like the Warren we know now. He's definitely my cutest kid.
Keeping with the tradition, we moved across the world over Christmas to London so he could celebrate his fourth birthday in his sixth house.
If Dub isn't your favorite of all my children, you are wrong.
Same house!!! Fifth birthday. Believe it or not, we do have lights in this house.
Do you love his guitar?
Same house!! Sixth birthday!! The lights are on!! I forgot to buy wrapping paper so I used leftovers from Christmas!!!
Warren is indescribable. He's so sweet, but mischievous, and so charming that he rarely ever gets into trouble. He can work a crowd.
But when I look at him, this is what I see. Always. Forever and ALWAYS.
Linking up with Mama Kat's Pretty Much World Famous Writer's Workshop with prompt #1, a memorable date.