Wow!  Where do I even begin????  We had a very hard time coming up with a name for Jesse as I was pregnant with him, so finally my oldest son said, "I think we should name him 'Jesse'."  I asked Eli where he had heard that name and he said that he just made it up.  So, Jesse it would be!  As for a middle name, Derrick and I kept contemplating James because it was, by the way, my dad's name; but our parents just couldn't believe we could do that because they grew up in the era of the Jesse James that was always up to no good.  Well, as I laid on the delivery table, one of the nurses asked what we were going to name him, and we admitted that we weren't real sure. The doctor blurted in, "Oh no!  I heard this baby was going to be named Jesse James and I stayed here after my shift so I can say I delievered Jesse James!"
So, we named him Jesse James, and I can say that this era can also say Jesse James is always up to no good!  :)
I love him to pieces, he just happens to be the one that loves to push his mama's every button!  It's a good thing he's so cute!
He does have his loving, sweet moments where he just randomly blurts out, "Mama, I love you!"  And it's those moments that keep me going (And keep him alive!).
 My pregnancy with him came at a very unstable time in our lives. We had just moved to Orlando to plant a church, had no income and no insurance.  He was a blessing in the midst of a hard time and a reassurance that God is always in control and will provide!  I can't believe 5 years have come and gone since he arrived! 
Happy Birthday Jesse!