Happy Birthday Sleigh. Today is my nephews birthday. This may not seem like a lesson in life and rebooting but take a gander. Today twelve years ago lot’s of things where happening. My sister was in labor, a hurricane named Earl was baring down on the gulf coast and life was about to change for us forever. Sleigh is the second grandchild to my parents. Duncan and I had a son named Christopher Hardin he died shortly after he was born. So, when this little miracle came into the world and my sister got pregnant we were all so thrilled. Sleigh as we call him; the world knows hims as Brooks named after my father is the spitting image if I do say so myself; of me. He even loves Brussels sprouts and has my face. But what is most amazing is who he has become. But let’s take this story in order. On the day before my sister gave birth to him she was put into the hospital and induced. Honestly she and Duncan had hit their wall.. Duncan had every craving gained every pound and enjoyed every minute of this pregnancy. Deborah however enjoyed the pregnancy but not the weight and other side effects. But she was so excited about the baby. We spent a great deal of time with my sister, because she lived with us during most of the pregnancy. So, I was the one hitting the road for illegal treats like pickles covered in salt with a side of Petridge Farm cookies made into an ice cream sandwiches both served together… It was fun and hysterical and touching. She would climb in bed between Duncan and I and we would watch Jaws and The Crocodile Hunter every night. Now before you start making judgements, Duncan and I have been together since I was 13 and she was 11 so it is only natural that since he taught her to drive, gave her away in marriage, and took care of her if she went and had a little to much fun at a party in high school: that here she was right in the middle where she belongs. Now neither Deb or Dunc are very good at being uncomfortable so this was about our third run to the hospital. Now is was go time. I was put in charge of filming this baby being born, Duncan was waiting outside so he wouldn’t faint he is not so good with the blood and gore from folks he loves.. Others don’t bother him as much. So I was given strict instructions to not say a word and film Sleigh coming into this world. Well true to form that did not happen. At 4:03 in the afternoon it was time. In I go and here he comes. My little clone.. one, two pushes and out pops his head he turned and looked straight at me and I said,” hello angel, I have been waiting for you to get here my whole life”. He slid the rest of the way out and I continued our dialog. He would look at me and I would say” Sweetheart, little Sleigh bell we have been waiting for you, are you going to cry.., NO, are you looking at the pretty balloons…., Uncle Duncan is waiting for you, Nanna and Pops are waiting for you, look at your Daddy cut the cord.. life is fascinating.. isn’t it. , And it is..”. He was so enthralled with everything.. when the doc went to pop his little hiney to make him cry to see if his lungs were OK I almost died. I said,” just ask him to cry” and they asked and he did. I would have beat that Dr. to death if she had swatted him. Needless to say, his life has changed us all in so many ways. We are more open, honest, and playful, we see things in a different way. Sleigh is what I call an old soul… he came into this world knowing how to play everything and everyone, He is awareof everything and if Duncan held him he was fine.. hell if Duncan was sewing drapes he would swaddle Sleigh up and tuck him close to Milley our Dobbie’s belly and he would watch the whole process never stopping to nap. He rarely stops now and though he has graduated in public from Bell or Sleigh to Brooks. He will always be Bell to me because he is always ringing. At midnight if my phone rings? I know a little man across town is up and playing with his phone and he says,” just called to say I love you whisper it to Uncle Duncan”. So I do and off to sleep I go. He has never known Duncan or me healthier than we are now. So, he accepts what he gets from us, as sweetly as he can because we can not always play, or come, or go and we miss a lot of things. But we have been so blessed. My sister is a single mom who works exceedlying hard to take care of her family and my Mother and Father have Sleigh most of the time. But our little family has made it all work.
I look at tonight and think he is twelve… how is he twelve.. he is coming here for a pizza party and some cake and to play poker.. yes poker and we will all enjoy ourselves. He will be gentle with Duncan and watch to make sure he is not to tired. He will make silly sometimes bawdy jokes with me and my Mom with chastize us both, but he will laugh. That too he inherited from his Aunt.. he loves to gut laugh and he doesn’t surpress anything.. being french he wouldn’t anyway but it seems like all the bes,t in all of us landed straight thru the gene pool and into this little vessel of light. He is a sports star, a seeker of God, a gentle soul and a mind boggling little prankster. He loves poetry and stories and he loves his Uncle’s horror movies and can sleep to Jaws to this day.
Today all the stars have aligned in so many ways in his life. He is settled, and the world is almost remarkably similar to the day he was born. I don’t think that is a coincidence. My little love that was born on the cross winds of a hurricane and he will sweep through my house tonight not only wrecking havoc and fun, but spreading love like a hurricane of bells.. So may all the children in your life flourish and let the Sleigh bells ring.. and yes.. that is part of his name..We found out he was coming into this world on Christmas Eve and so his middle name is Sleigh the bell we just add because boy can he ring!!!
Looking for the lesson, all of us came here out of God’s intent with a lesson to learn and teach, no one is a waste of space and we are all so different and so alike at the same time. So cherish those in your life and let their souls ring like bells..
Happy Birthday Sleigh Bell, and thanks Joe/God you did good.
Callie Broussard-Wheeler and all of the Family








