I think one of the earliest memories I have is visiting my mom in the hospital when Cody was born. I don't really remember much about it, just that my mom was in a hospital bed holding a little baby whom we were all calling Dylan. His name was changed to Cody by the time they brought him home. I don't really remember a time when Cody wasn't a part of the family, so I guess my childhood begins for me when I was three. I guess my life wasn't that important with out Cody in it! I believe I had a good childhood. I have a lot of happy memories. I remember feeling safe and loved, and thats what a child should feel. My brothers and sister and I all played fairly well together and got along for the most part...more then a lot of siblings do. We spent a lot of time with our extended family and are very close to them because of that. Family became very important to me at a young age and continues to be now.
11/12/08
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