Bi-Centennial baby..

When you were small,

Oh,three feet tall,

cotton dress a checkered blue.

You'd greet all and sundry passers by,with toothy grin,and sparkling eye.

They'd ask,'Who's little girl are you?'

Your jacks and jumprope,

off to play,

'My daddy's little girl' you'd say.

Proud daughter of my youth.

Kind strangers know,a child's heart grows,love guided,pledged to truth.

Late one night,I was awakened by my wife.

'Sling!'

'Huh...Wha'?'

'I went to the bathroom,..and I can't stop peeing!'..

No sooner had she said that,than I felt the gush of fluid against my skin.

Yep,her water broke...(aren't you glad I shared that?)

Anywhiz,some 30-odd hours later,on April 6th,1976,she presented me with a lovely daughter!

Well I talked to Miss Thang yesterday,and it seems her significant other got her a brand spankin' new laptop for her birthday.

YES!..

Finally we can IM on webcam,E-mail,and exchange pix with each other like as if this were indeed the 21st century!..

I'm so happy,I think my water may break..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HONEY!