Thirty-seven years ago today . . .

Katie and her mama with baby Samuel at the Cold Stone Creamery in Williamsburg. We love our Katie-bug!

. . . our baby girl was born. She isn’t the baby in our family by birth order, but she was definitely the baby when the children were young. From the start, things were different with Katie. We went through child-birth classes at the Catholic hospital in Indianapolis, because Danny wanted to be there this time. When the time came, Katie decided to get there in a hurry, and it was the easiest birth for me, thank God!

She was my little friend – she loved being on Mama’s shoulder and snuggling. She was a little rascal growing up, to which her older sisters can attest! They get the grandchildren laughing to tears by telling about the times when she would pester them, they would chase and catch her, tickle her to teach her a lesson, then feel so sorry for her pitiful little self and let her go – only to have her turn right around and do the same thing and run away laughing her head off! Hey, she just wanted a little attention!

After being somewhat of a tomboy and her brother’s buddy, she grew into a beautiful young woman of God, found the only man who could ever conquer her, and is raising a wonderful family of 8 children – 7 strong young men (well, Samuel is only 1, but he is certainly a man in the making!) and Princess Rachel.

Happy Birthday, Katie! God knew exactly what He was doing when he put you in our family! He knew exactly who needed all those boys, and that unique little girl! He knew exactly the man for you – and we love you with all our hearts. May the Lord richly bless you as you walk out His plan for you. Thank you, Lord, for Katie-bug.