Happy Birthday to my favorite 10-year-old in the whole wide world.
I will tell you the story about the first time I met him, exactly as I have always told it to Nathan, ever since he was a toddler:
"Your Auntie Mel and I were waiting in the hospital room to see you. Finally, your dad came down the hall carrying you in his arms, with you wailing like a siren. I said to your dad, "Hand him to me." You stopped crying and looked me in the eyes. I said,"Hi Nathan, I am your Grandma. And you'll never have to cry again!"
Nathan always smiles when he hears that story. And so do I.
