Thirteen years ago, we welcomed him into our family.
And watched him grow and change.
And enjoy life
And the things life has to offer
(And puts up with scary relatives!)
My boy is growing up. Not so much a boy anymore, but more a young man. He isn't afraid to take care of his mother and always seems to know how I feel. I love his sense of adventure and his great attention to detail. I love how he carries on a conversation with his father; both of them engrossed in whatever technical thing has captured their attention. I love to watch him help his younger sister with whatever it is she is working on and the way he always knows how to fix things….and where to find the batteries!
I love watching him look up to his older brothers and sister.
I sure love having him in our family.
Happy Birthday, Son!