Happy Birthday, Erick! Today you are 34 years old. WOW! I can't believe it. Just last week, you were 8 and beating me up. Then, you were 9 and beating me up. Then, you were 10 and beating me up... do you see the pattern?
Now, you're 34 years old. You've stopped beating me up, only because I now know how to hit back, and also because you live across the country. I know we haven't always gotten along, but we had fun when we did.
You invited me to my first college party and you even "allowed" me to do my first keg-stand when I was only 18. What fun was that! I'll always remember that night because I got a ticket on the way back to my dorm.
I remember your 21st birthday when you decided to sample every liquor possible. I'm so glad I wasn't the one holding your head over the toilet that night! We had to run through the restaurant yelling, "Pregnant lady coming through!" just so people would get out of our way so you wouldn't get sick on them. Kinda embarrassing at the time, but really funny when Mom and Andy tell the story to people! LOL!!
Anyway, hope you have a good birthday. Have a drink on me.
Here's a picture of Erick with my daughter, Alyssa, back in April when he came in town for a visit to see her for the first time.