My son ’88 is is turning 21 today and it seems so strange that my last baby is all grown up. Because of the economy he still lives at home and is more dependent on us than he wants to be, but times are hard and that is the way of things today. He wants to be a successful DJ in the music industry who does massive events for 30,000 or more people at a time. He just got a big break towards making this happen by getting a manager who is well known in the business. I still look back at what a funny little boy he was and how different it was to raise a boy than it was to raise three girls. It was a tough time for him growing up with 3 older sisters who felt it was their mission in life to pick on him and toughen him up. What with the constant threat of swirlies from ’75 and the general mayhem from the other two I am amazed he survived toddler-hood in one piece.

One of my favorite stories about him is when he was 3 and we were walking down the street in Solvang Ca. He was lagging behind a little so his Dad turned to him and said “88 hurry up, shake a leg”. Well he stopped walking and looked down at his feet, picked up the right leg and shook it, then started walking again with the biggest grin on his face because he had done it right, just the way Daddy said too. We laughed so hard we cried.

As a kid he loved to watch Power Rangers, collect Pokemon, and played video games like a professional. He is a young man still flexing his “what’s life all about” muscles and trying to figure out his next move. Welcome to adulthood ’88 you finally made it, in spite of the swirlies, your fear of the smoke detector, and 3 older sisters plotting against you. This then is my handsome son ’88 also known as DJ (Jay)B, whose DJ name has nothing to do with his real name, but apparently it sounds cooler.

He always loved hats.

Like Father like son.

The comedian.

Girls were crazy about him then and thought he was so cute. They still do.

Singing “Take On Me” by Ah Ha at his sister ’79’s wedding last year. That is ’80 playing trombone in the background, her husband was on trumpet(not pictured) and my brother in-law was on keyboard with a few close friends filling out the band for this one song. It was his wedding present to her and it was amazing.

He hits that high note.

One of my favorite photos. ’80 and ’88 with no bunny ears to ruin it.

And finally DJ (Jay)B so serious about his work that I know he will succeed.

Happy Birthday ’88 have a great time today

love, Mom.