First Born Son

Today is your first "little" boys birthday. I will never forget how excited you were when you were told "It's a boy!!!!" after Donna looked between his legs. You guys waited until he was born to know the gender and I think you had it in your head you could only make girls so having a boy wasn't an option. Mommy said you got the biggest smile on your face mixed with a look of disbelief! Growing up with him was tough because since he was the first boy he got the royal treatment, including (but not limited to) fake spankings (you would hit the bed and tell him to cry...oh yea I was peeking!), any toy he wanted, and lots of daddy dates. But as he grew up it was obvious you two could not be any more different. Wayne Jr was nothing like his daddy, he was quite, introverted, an engineer, and to say he isn't a people person is an understatement! We all find it funny that Weston is more the Jr. than Wayne, in looks and personality, but Wayne will always be your boy. Even though you two clashed...a lot, you still looked at him with that same look of "it's my son!" you had when he was born and took great pride in him! Last year at this time you were starting to go down hill fast, and I think mommy knew what was coming so she insisted that you take him out for his sweet 16 birthday. She knew it was the last one you would get with him, though she would never have said that! You took him shooting and to go racing and the picture you sent me is the last one I ever got from you. That Friday you ended up in the ER to drain all the fluid from your abdomen and we knew something was terribly wrong! I am so grateful that mom encouraged you to take him out because I know (even though he would never admit it) it is a memory that he will always cherish because it was his last birthday/outing with his daddy. So, thank you for putting your own discomfort aside, and being there for your boy! I know it meant the world to him!
We love you and miss you like crazy!!
Your Favorite Second Born,
Carley
We made you this sign to come home to....your face though tired, was beaming!

 

 You and your boys...can I just say it sucks that they won't grow up with their daddy! :-(

 The last picture of yourself that you sent me...you racing...your pain was showing all over your face but at the time none of us knew it.

The last picture I received from you...the back of Wayne Jr in the go cart racing.