A PARTY TO SPEAK OF

 This little boy is soon to be a married man.

Married to the woman we have all grown to love, 

Amanda. Two good families coming together to be one.

 The shower was so beautiful!

When she made that Kaylee her Maid Of Honor,

(the two of them below)

She knew what she was doing as Kaylee dotes on the bride,

and pulls out the best parties.

I only hope when it is her turn to walk down the aisle as

a bride, that her maid of honor, her wedding party does

for her all she has done for the brides she has stood by.

She is an awesome host, the best host!

 There is so much in my head that I want to say,

so much jumbled up here, full of emotion which makes it

hard to write a blog that is orderly and says just what I want.

My sister C, she raised two boys.

Arthur, her oldest was not the easiest because

of his wonderfully unique personality, he could

not have been given a better Mommy.

She went with his strides of this child and molded

him into the best man, who is one of the most

caring of all our offsprings. Amanda is a lucky lady.

A hard worker, who at his age, has began his own company

and it is thriving.

Everything he touches is turned to gold.

As I watched him yesterday, having come to the shower later in

the day, it is still that little boy in his smile.

I am brought back to the memory a few years ago when

our Arthur was in a motor cross biking accident and

ruptured his spleen.

That morning, when C called to say he was at 

Lady of the Sea ICU I freaked.

There was a hurricane in the gulf and all I could think of

was that if this spleen continued to bleed, he could

die. I knew he needed a pediatric specialist as 

LOS as great as they are, could not  handle

the problem he was having if things went poorly.

I went to the hospital and shared my fears with

Arthurs parents and the ICU nurse who agreed that

he should be transferred. Later that day he was 

transferred to Children's Hospital and thankfully he 

did fine with his healing. Mommy and I, the Saturday

drove to New Orleans to see my sweet nephew and

all he wanted was his hair washed as it was still full

of mud I lovingly got all those things I needed to wash his

hair in his bed as he was on complete bed rest.

As I placed my hands in that head filled with thick 

beautiful hair, I remember getting choked up,

thanking the Big Man for the opportunity to be

his aunt for a longer time. If you ask Arthur about

that time, he may tell you the best part of it was

when his Aunt Lil washed his hair. 

A special moment we shared that still lives in both

our hearts.

Or course there are many memories of this little

boy that lives inside of me:

 "Aunt Lil, I want some Juiey"

It's what I was awakened to many nights that he slept at

my house. Having two children who almost always slept through

the night, this little boy did not.

I knew when he was coming sleep I wasn't gunna sleep much.

He needed his "juicy" many times during every night.

It didn't take me long to realize I needed to put a cup of juice

on my bedside to make it easier to sleep with this child.

He also taught me the difference between chocolate chips and

a poo poo diaper.

One day while giving him chocolate cookies I kept having to

wash his hands because they seemed to have melted chips

each time I checked on him.

After a while I realized he was putting his hand in his

diaper that was full of poop....

It is one of my favorite stories to tell about him 

and he loves it too.

He and his little brother, who is now taller than him

have grown up to be the best of friends.

It makes me happy to see the two of them together,

and their girls, Amanda and Kaylee, thankfully are very 

close as these boys will continue their lives together.

My sister C, I know when she sees her two boys together,

she must swell with pride, she and TEd have raised two

fine young men. I am so proud to be their Aunt Lil.

Just a small tad of all going through my head this morning,

I know I did the party and the people I speak of here,

not enough justice but I think I at least have shown the special

man our Arthur has become and just how much he is loved

by many but most especially by his Mommy.