Four years ago in April we got a call in Camp Verde, AZ that our youngest daughter had gone into labor 3 weeks early. We were already on our way home to be at the birth
and would have been back in less than a week--but seems our "new to be born" grandson was ahead of schedule. After the call we hit the road running--breakdown was quicker than we even knew we could and headed back to Portland. We drove almost straight through, with only a stop of 4 hours to sleep in northern California. We arrived the next day, 11 hours after his birth--but a delivery we will never forget. My good friend Lisa stood in for me "the absent" mother; she kept me abreast via cell phone of the progression of labor as well as the eventual delivery, allowing me to be "present" throughout the process without being physically there. Now that is a "real" friend. I will always be grateful to her.
Well now that grandson has just turned 4 and we were there to celebrate his birthday with him.
He was over the top with excitement. He wanted to spend the day at Chuck E Cheese, so we joined the family there--goodness what an active place. Of course seeing him feeling so special melted our hearts and made us glad that "Chuck E" gave him his wish of a fun filled day.
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