Kurt was born 10lbs 11.5 oz and had a fractured collar bone as a result of his large size (B was almost ten pounds too and induced 2 weeks early so I must be meant to birth the big babies)
I had to dig deep in my vault of photographs because 18 years ago I didn’t have a cell phone, computer, or real camera. It was a disposable camera kind of time, and I don’t have many photos from when he was a baby because of it.
He was an amazing kid, always dressing himself in whatever he liked, and never caring what anyone else thought of it. Obsessed with brightly colored sneakers long before it was cool (especially in our little town), super smart and always blowing me away by how well he did in school. Sweet and caring, not ashamed to cry during sad movies. I remember the first time it was while watching Mac and Me, and he was so upset that something was going to happen to Mac. I’m pretty certain he might cry over Mac, and I love that about him.
I know he’s going to be an amazing adult, and we are already so proud of him.
I know I don’t post photos of my children on my blog, I’m really highly guarded when it comes to my kids, maybe overly so….but I’m okay with that. Thanks for letting me share a little trip down memory lane with these old photos.