Dawn Is Me

There’s less than three hours left in 2008, the year dubbed by Kimmie as “the worst year ever,” and I’ve been reading about Faith’s new little Chicklet.

Which seems as good a topic as any to ring in a brand new year, huh?

Actually, I’m getting a really big kick out of watching Faith’s public love affair with her baby son. It’s been 22 years since I was right where she is now, first time mom to enchanting, fascinating and (to me, at least) infinitely cute small man.

You probably don’t need me to tell you this, but that was a long time ago.

Right now, my family is draped about various spots down here with me: David, now very large and taller than his dad (much to Dad’s chagrin); Gina, smart and sexy, strutting around with the supreme confidence of somebody with a whole life ahead of them; Kimmie, growing into her womanhood as awkwardly as we all did and still managing to be one of the most interesting people I ever met; Ricky, not so much a ‘baby’ anymore, due to shoot up to be taller than Mom any second now …

One of the best things about having kids is that watching them is a lot like watching the future happen in your own living room.

I wish Faith much joy in the journey. I hope she has as much fun as I’ve had.

So, beyond my New Year’s wishes for my family, and especially my wonderful, wondrous children, I want to wish a very special Happy New Year to Faith and her Chicklet — the first of many, I’m sure.