Thom started life as a picky eater. For his first birthday, I put a yummy slice of frosted birthday cake on his highchair tray. Had I but a live tarantula in front of him, he couldn’t have been more appalled. Cringing away from the offending dessert, he started to cry. Time passed and his culinary tastes expanded. He eventually started cooking his limited selection of food…French toast, bacon and the semi-daily batch of chocolate chip cookies. By the time he went to college his diet was pretty expansive, bordering on gourmet. And then he started honing his skills as a grill master. He became quite the chef.
After completing his schooling and getting his first dental position in Charlotte, his sisters and I decided it was time to give him a major stand mixer for his birthday. I believe he was pretty happy with this gift because he told me “Now I’m a grown up.”
Well, time has sped by. Thom has gotten married, built a successful dental practice and business, bought a home, and become a doting father. I think it’s my turn to say to Thom, “Now you are a grown up.” I am so proud of the husband, father, bother, son, responsible citizen and all around good person Thom has become. I love you, my wonderful son.
Love, Mom
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