Lyda here. It’s not the birthday of Chuck Norris, the action / TV / martial arts star. His birthday is March 10th.
It’s a much more important birthday. It’s the birthday of my second son, “Chuck Norris”. He is far away in the wilds of New York, probably not wearing his “Chuck Norris Bites Frost” scarf on his birthday. I think even that far north, they are allowed to have summer. For about a week. Maybe a week and a half. But I digress…
Chuck Norris is the “C” in Pollyanna’s ABCs, but Second Son is AAA all the way. Second Son infected me with his enthusiasm for Shaun of the Dead, and my zombie obsession is all his fault. In return, I sent him a zombie button for his birthday.
I wrote about him and his wonderfulness here, (all the way down, in the footnotes). I still wouldn’t trade him for the real Chuck Norris, or any three action stars you care to name. No, I wouldn’t trade him for Olympic athletes either.
He plays rugby and football, and the French horn. And video games. Lots of video games. He is one of the funniest human beings on the planet. He’s smart and loyal and a fantastic friend. And the world’s greatest Second Son.
In his honor, a Chuck Norris fact:
“Although it is not common knowledge, there are actually three sides to the Force: the light side, the dark side, and Chuck Norris.”
“Chuck Norris doesn’t get frostbite. Chuck Norris bites frost.”