Happy Birthday Uncle Bo!

Happy 40th Uncle Bo! And Happy 450th, Wm. Shakespeare! But mostly, Happy Birthday Uncle Bo!

Or, as Sarah might have said when she was counting just a few weeks ago, happy thirty-tenth.

Is it true that the whole city of Chardon is having a weekend-long block party up on the square to celebrate with you?

Remember those ads in the local paper that used to say, Lordy, Lordy, Look Who's Forty!

And when forty seemed really old?

It doesn't seem so old any more, does it!

While we're remembering, how many times have you remembered today the times when someone would call you early in the morning, sing Happy Birthday to you over the phone, and then ask you to come up and open or close a window?

Anyways, Happy Birthday and Happy Engagement.

Good Examples

(Mama and Papa had a disagreement.)

Sarah: Mama, be nice! Papa, that's not good!

Mama, say sorry to Papa and give him a hug!

Papa, say sorry to me for not being a good example!

Grandma

Grandma: It's not easy being three.

Grandma explained that she had to tell this to her mother time and time again when we, as children, behaved in exasperating ways. She said that although everyone talks about the "terrible two's," in fact, age three is a lot harder. So, we try to keep this in mind when Sarah is having some meltdown or another, or is not instantly complying as we would like.

Do You Hear

The story goes that when Uncle Bo was little, at a Christmas church service the congregation sang "Do You Hear What I Hear", and at the end of one of the repetitions of that line Bo (who was very little at the time) called out "Yes!" or the baby-noise equivalent.

(Grandma and Grandpa love telling this story at Christmastime).