He Ain't No Baby No More

Well, our youngest turns 22 today. Our baby is all grown up. I have posted on Jason recently about the kind of man he has become, so let me now tell you how he has always made us laugh.

Jason has always taken great joy in life. From the time he was old enough to laugh, he hasn't stopped. His laughter has always filled the house. He and I would stand in front of the mirror together when he was a toddler and he would watch himself and laugh as he gave me raspberries on my cheek. Once he started talking, he never stopped. By the time he was 4 years old, we had a signal for him. All we would say is "Jason, do me a favour" and he would say "I know, be quiet for a minute........wight" Thirty seconds later, a little voice would say "Is it a minute yet?" How could you not laugh!

Jason has always liked his food. He was to polite to ask if he could have something though, he always found a "different" way to ask, such as walking into Auntie Cathy's house and announcing; "I'm a HUNGRY guy!" He liked going to Auntie Cathy's house, 'cause that line always got him treats. How could you not laugh!

Jason has always seen the funny side in things. I would hear him and James laughing and banging down in basement when they were little. When I would call down and ask what was going on, the perverbial and shy "nothing" would come my way. Many years later, the truth came out, they were putting each other in blankets and banging each other off the posts, calling the game "bumper cars". To them, it was funny when they got bumps or bruises from it. Then there was the Rodeo on TV. Jason would role on the floor he would laugh so hard as he saw the cowboys flying through the air as they were thrown from the bulls and bucking horses. Bruce used to put it on TV when Jason was home just so he could laugh at Jason laughing. How could you not laugh!

Then there was the time when Jason at age 15 was off on his first Canadian Staff Band trip. Even after being reminded to pack what he needed the night before, and to ensure he had his alarm set (is was to be a very early start the next morning), Jason forgot to do both. Needless to say, when his ride was finally able to rouse us (I believe at 6:00 AM), Jason had to quickly scramble to grab his things and get out the door......................"Do you have everything you need, clean changes of clothes, all your toilettries"....................."Yes mom, don't worry, I have everything, I'm OK." Jump forward 2 nights upon Jason's return. It seems that Jason had earned a new nickname.............."Crack Pants". You see, right before the big Sunday afternoon concert, the "guys" were all playing hacky sack. Jason went to kick the hacky sack, kicked to high, and tore the whole crotch out of his pants. That would be ambarrasing enough, but the Kicker (no pun intended) was that he didn't have everything he needed when he left the house..................he had forgotten all his underwear. So as my fun loving son stated, he was "hanging free" as he quickly looked for another pair of pants to wear.

I could go on and on, there are so many stories, and many I am still only finding out about from others. So my fun loving son, know that you have always brightened our lives. You can make the gloomiest day bright. We are very proud of the man you are and all you stand for. You are a blessing. Happy Birthday!

The Three Amigos

Fishing with Dad

Music Camp Honour Student

Two of the Valleyhood Crew on Prom Night

Jason and Alyson

48th Highlander. We are proud of you. Happy Birthday Son!