
So cliche, but it just simply seems impossible to have a child who is 12. He was a dream come true as a baby. All I ever wanted in life was to be a wife and mother. He was a surprise. We had planned on waiting 5 or so years before kids. We were just a year and a half into our then rocky marriage, in a ton of debt, and generally just not ready when we found out I was pregnant. It did not take long for the initial shock to wear off and the excitement to set in. With our 20/20 hindsight, we can see that Colombo DiSalvatore IV definitely came in God's perfect timing.
He was such a wonderful baby and we really have just enjoyed him more and more as the years quickly pass. He is responsible, respectful, trustworthy, witty, fun to be with, tender, instinctive, smart, athletic, a leader, wise beyond his years. In our biased summation, just a dream kid.
Both Colombo and I truly enjoy time with him. He no longer 'needs' us for things like baths and kissing boo-boos, but it's been a fun adventure over the last year especially to watch our relationship change. We can joke. We can cast each other a look from across the room and know what the other is thinking.
To say he changed our lives is just an understatement. He's an amazing kid and we're continually grateful to God for loaning him to us and entrusting his care to us.
On his birthday, we celebrated with his birthday buddy, my sister, Lisa, born on the same day. By happenstance, we figured out that our family's plan to go to Outback after church for his birthday was also their family's plan for hers. So, we all went together.
We tucked the rowdy little guys down at the end of the table. As long as the bread kept coming we were good.

The staff came out and did their traditional Outback birthday diddy, but that did not suffice the little kids, so we also sang 'Happy Birthday.'


The next night he had his sleepover party. Four 12 year old boys stayed over and every single one stayed awake ALL night. They watched movies, played games, acted very goofy, but were really good. The most work I did was throw pizza to them on paper plates and serve ice cream cake. When the boys left the next morning, C4 dragged himself upstairs and slept from 10:30am until we woke him up at 4:30pm.

Colombo, Noah G., Isaac L., Trevor (who thought he was 12), Justin W., Kevin S., and Luke F.(who didn't stay over)
My Son
You have always been so special
In all the things you've said and done.
I am so very proud of you
simply because you are my son.