Friday, January 30, 2009

Happy Birthday Cheney Boy!

Today is Cheney Alan's 18th birthday! Wow, how in the world did we get all the way to here? Anyway, instead of him being home and us having a family dinner together, he and Alan are away in Wheaton, IL visiting Wheaton College. Selfishly, I would rather have him here with me. In the beginning stages of planning the trip, Davin and I were going along, too. As things worked out, just Alan and Cheney ended up going and will have a father-son weekend until Sunday. In spite of my selfishness, I can see that this is a great opportunity for the two of them to spend time together. Happy Birthday Cheney. I miss you and love you!

Cheney has grown so much and it truly is amazing to look way up into the eyes of this boy who once looked up into mine. I am really proud of the man that he has turned into. I don't think there was ever a time in Cheney's life where he was not happy and proud to be told how much like his Dad he was. I have always thought his Dad was a pretty good person for Cheney to want to be like. You all know I have gushed before over what an incredible brother Cheney is to Davin. They are so adorable to watch. I know that Cheney still has growing to do, as we all do. I can't wait to see what God has in store for him.

Cheney is on the left in the above photo. Standing next to him are two of Martha's boys - Josiah and Nathan. Aren't they adorable?


Michelle said...

Aww, now that is the Cheney I remember the best! Back when he had that sweet baby face, and he thought girls were yucky!!!

Heather said...

Yeah, why couldn't he stay that way?:)

Miss Melanie said...

I remember the first time I talked to the Hesters, and Heather said something about Cheney Boy, and I asked if that was their dog... You know, come 'ere boy, and all that? Didn't I feel silly when she said, No, that's my son!! He's a good kid. Now that he's 18 though, do we have to call him Cheney-man??!!

Heather said...

No. Definitely not Cheney-man. Always Cheney Boy:) I remember that, too, Mel. That is such a funny story.

Martha said...

Was that the Fat-Fat Jehosephat play or a differnt one? Paige?

Oh how I miss those days! What cute little boys we had. I do have to admit, though, I love them just as much now as I ever did.

Happy Birthday, Cowboy!