This week Tyler is 6 weeks past his first birthday.
Yesterday Mom and I got together and she took some stinkin' adorable pictures of him.
Aside from the simple documenting of Tyler's babyhood, there was another reason I wanted those pictures made.
The pictures we took of Tyler were exactly 6 weeks and 5 days after his first birthday.
This is Alan, exactly 6 weeks and 5 days after his first birthday:
This Sunday, Tyler was the exact age Alan was when he received his transplant. Down the very hour.
Both boys were born on Tuesdays in the 11 o'clock hour. Both boys' first birthdays were on a Wednesday.
Alan's call for transplant came in the wee hours of a Sunday morning, six weeks and four days after he turned 1.
So all day Sunday we noticed the time and what had been doing at that time in January 2008.
All day we marveled.
We marveled that Alan had only been a baby when he underwent such a tremendous thing. A baby much like, and yet so very different from his yet innocent little brother.
And we marveled, once again, at the many miracles we've witnessed these last 4 years. I think we'll never stop being amazed and grateful at God's goodness he has given us in the gift that is this boy:
I love 'em all, with all my heart!