He is as exhausting as he is funny, as ornery as he is entertaining, he is my only boy and he is turning eight today.
I can't believe how the years fly by. I can remember back to when I was pregnant with him. He did somersaults in my tummy ALL THE TIME. This obviously was quite the indication on how he was going to be.
He is so smart, and so strange, and so funny. He loves Star Wars, Super Heros, and GI Joe. He loves to draw pictures and read comic books. He loves video games and anything to do with movies. He has this genius creative mind, that I don't completely understand yet. I think he will be a movie director when he grows up. When he gets his mind set on something he just won't let it go. He is persistent.
He has a short fuse but a big heart. There is no end to how much this kid can love. He has a tough exterior, but is full of compassion. He argues endlessly with his sisters, but they are truly his best friends and would do anything for them.
He loves to laugh. He has this wonderful giggle and when he laughs his eyes squint to almost closed. He has sandy blonde hair and big blue eyes. He is short and it doesn't bother him one bit, because what he lacks in height he makes up for in strength.
He is a fantastic reader, but hates math. He loves science and animals but he can't keep a pet to save his life. His track record for small animals is two days max. He HATES homework.
He doesn't care about what others think is cool, or what everyone else is doing. He is a leader, not a follower and you won't convince him to do anything he doesn't want to do.
He is my boy, and I love him more than words can describe. I'm so thankful God has given me the honor of raising him.