I met Chris the first hour he was home. He was born premature and so tiny. His feet required braces 24/7. The family crib was in Rosie's room and I was sleeping in Roses bed. When he was about 18 months old. Early in the morning I was awakened by his crying and saw he had squeezed his legs out between the crib bars and had his head stuck inside the crib. I screamed for Mom as I held his body up. Little did I know that this was the beginning of many adventures Chris would subject to anyone that shared his life. When we went to the zoo Chris had to wear a harness with leash because he was always taking off. When we went Disney World he pushed Julie's stroller into Dads heel so many times he peeled the skin off and Dad ended up limping. Chris slept in the top bunk of our travel trailer. Dad went to cover him up and Chris kicked him in the eye. Three years ago Chris was teaching me how to use a chainsaw on our farm The tree had a huge empty clearing to fall on. It was about 40'-50' tall and a barn was behind it. When it started to lean the wrong way I had to push while Chris rapidly cut the V side deeper to make it fall as planned. He also was teaching my grandson how to safely launch a bottle rocket on July 4th. Needless to say the bottle fell over and Chris was hit on the back by the rocket. Our family has so many funny stories about Chris. He always entertained us with unintended mishaps and we learned to stand way back while he preformed his newest craze. We always new when he was on a new quest because of his quick walking which we titled the "Chris shuffle". A fast paced walk that was hard to keep up with him. Also a warning that perhaps Chris was going to show us something new that might not be to safe. I will dearly remember his quick wit and consistent smile. How a room lit up when he entered. How he developed friendships with people from all walks of life. His unbelievable intelligence and memory. Jeopardy, card tricks and personal Science Fairs. Our family was blessed when Sahrina joined. She's such a good mother and made sure his darling Emily Rose was with Daddy as much as possible. He cherished his Emily and used to laugh as she learned from him how to quickly dish out witty remarks beating him to the punch. He had great pride in his son Colt. A wonderful young man. Always using his a serious deep voice to say ""My son" with a huge smile. Chris, we love you. I don't know how our family will make it without you. Everyday with you gave us a smile and new topics of adventures, humor or the latest news. You were a part that can never be replaced. Our pain can briefly be calmed by the fact that given your poor health your body was tired and limiting your abilities. We know that you are in a better place and you are relieved from worry and pain. When we are overwhelmed with great sadness we try to remember this but it doesn't help. You were one of kind. Stories of your adventures will never fade from our family. I love you baby brother and miss you so much. Mama Mik