This reminds me of Jason so much. I remember him coming home from school and running around and around and around my parents house. Mom finally asked him WHY he was doing that! Did he have candy? What?
He looked at her completely serious and said, "I was good all day at school, I have to be bad now"
Tomorrow would have been Jason's 20th birthday. But forever in our minds, he'll be 19.
Jason was born in 1991, on a Sunday morning. This Sunday morning happened to be Father's Day, and my parents anniversary. I remember my parents dropping us off at Grandma and Grandpa Barnhart's house on their way to Fort Wayne. There had been a few times of false labor, but this time it was real. We went from 4 kids...to 5.