Spencer The Great

Holy Cow! The baby of the family is 21 years old! It's a weird feeling to know that your youngest kid is a man, yet in my eyes will always be my child. How does one process that concept? I'm glad when he shows independence and still elated when he asks for my help...like tonight when he asked me to help him pack his suitcase for his trip to San Francisco. Spence is unique. He always has been and I don't think that will ever change. I like that he is not a cookie-cutter variety. I love his creative thinking and out-of-the box personality. He's different.......he likes that he is different. I like that he is different. Skinny jeans and shirts that are too small. His stick-like figure. Hair that is a throwback to the 60's. His shabby beard and mustache. Truly eclectic. Music rings in his soul....molds his character. Music defines him. Spence is a teacher.....he's taught me to be patient and accepting.....of him.....of others. Spencer....son, brother, uncle, friend, nephew, cousin.....we all love him. Life wouldn't be the same without him. He makes us smile with his sense of humor. He makes us proud with his many accomplishments. We are so glad he chose to come to our family.

Happy Birthday, Bud!