Happy Birthday Grandpa!

Today is grandpa Roemer’s birthday… I’ll be visiting him in Summerland this summer, along with grandma, uncle Terry, and auntie Alice. Grandpa was completely shocked when mommy and daddy showed him my ultrasound picture at Christmas time… he really didn’t expect to be a grandpa again! He shook his head and pointed at mommy in disbelief and said, “No! You? YOU’RE having a baby??!!” And then he laughed and bolted out of his chair to shake daddy’s hand.

I can’t wait to look him in the eyes and smile at him. Mommy says that when she was growing up, he’d take the credit for her accomplishments or share responsibility for her mistakes. I’m her biggest achievement so far, so he should be extra proud! Mommy attributes her good work ethic to grandpa, and I’m already following their examples. I eat everything I’m given, burp on cue, sleep the required 16-20 hours a day, lay quietly for diaper changes, and never complain about my rigorous schedule. Like grandpa, I love to drive around in our big truck, I like to get my hands dirty, and I’m an outdoors person.

I can’t wait to visit grandpa’s house and enjoy his lovely yard and play in the garden with my cousins. Grandpa’s house is a little patch of paradise, overlooking the Okanagan lake and the Naramata vineyards. I’m looking forward to having tummy time on his perfect lawn, smelling steaks and ribs on the barbeque, snoozing under the big starry sky and breathing fresh BC air, and listening to the late night chatter of daddy, uncle, and grandpa!

 

My Birthday!

I was born on May 25, 2011 at 6:46pm at Sutter Maternity Center in Santa Cruz, California. My parents, Deb and Don, are counting their lucky stars that I’m such a perfect little boy. 

My legal name is Rudolph, after grandpa Roy, who never used his real name… but I like it ’cause it’s old-school classic!
I have grandpa’s big ear lobes and wrinkly forehead. My middle name gives me a sense of place, after the Vedder-Chilliwack river. Daddy liked to camp along its banks and fish for Chinook, Coho, and Steelhead. They thought uncle Terry would like this, and it’s also symbolic that the river flows across the Canada-US border. I have grandpa Whittington‘s last name and quiet, easy-going disposition! 

I arrived early at 37.5 weeks because I was a breech baby, but handsome and healthy at  6  lbs 1/2 oz and 18 1/2 inches long.

Small but Strong

Mommy and daddy attribute my early arrival to the Vancouver Canucks’ double-overtime win against the San Jose Sharks the night before his birth… I figured my dad wouldn’t want me to have to wait 40+ years like he did to see the ‘Nucks win the Stanley Cup! 

I came home from the hospital on May 29th… daddy’s 43rd birthday.

Daddy's birthday present

 

Happy Dad!

 
 

Recovering with mommy

I'm going to be an astronaut! (kidding... it's my hearing test)