December 2nd, 1987, 9.30 p.m.
We have a habibibaba!
Dec. 8th. 6 days old. Gorgeous.
Dec. 9th. First day home. Hat made with love. He'll grow into it.
1 a.m. Again. Bless.......
May '88. Still gorgeous.
Dec. '88. Six steps unsupported! Assorted relatives say 'He'll be walking by Christmas.' Nothing doing.
He falls over!!
He picks himself up and starts again!!!
Battered but triumphant.
And stilll gorgeous.
Nineteen years on, he's out on his own. He walks, he runs, and if he falls over, he picks himself up and starts again. He's fab (and gorgeous!). We're immensely proud of him. There is no greater joy than the knowledge that our Habibibaba is out there in the world. We love him.
Happy 19th birthday to our darling son.