I just got a call from my mom in New Mexico. She called to say that although my birthday was 2 days ago, this is the 36th anniversary of the first day she and my dad met me. They went to the Social Services office to pick me up, and as they got there, the social worker was just arriving from the hospital with me. She said I was all bundled in pink in a cute basket with a big curl on top of my head. She said they were just so excited!
Mom said they carried me home in the basket, stopping to surprise both sets of my grandparents! (Can you imagine...no car seats!)
Happy "First Day As A Family" to us!