Today Oliver turns 7. By coincidence I’ve been working to merge our various collections of digital photos from various Macs into one uber-collection. Which, given that we bought our first digital camera the month before Oliver was born, has been a good review of his life so far.
The most amazing photo of Oliver, for me, is this one:
It’s amazing because it was taken when he was three days old. After two days of lying motionless under a ventilated hood with tubes and wires strapped all over him, on the third day Oliver decided he was going to be okay; and so he was. This wasn’t a gradual phase into health, but rather a quantum leap into full-on babyhood. Indeed, as the expression you see there on his face suggests, he was a little taken aback by it all. As were we.
Happy Birthday Oliver!