on friday, dear son turned 12. it is hard for me to believe 12 years have passed since we held our tiny firstborn. he was so sweet and cuddly. he had a knick on his nose from a traumatic delivery, but was perfect in every way.
today he has a scar from that knick on his nose, but is no longer tiny. he does love to cuddle up with our dog, or sometimes with me on the couch to watch a movie. he has a quirky sense of humor and a rather diverse set of interests: weather, sports stats, uekele, genealogy, and annoying his sister.
we celebrated with donuts with the grandparents, he had the privilege of a day in their air conditioned house, and dinner with the family at bass pro shop, followed by ice cream.....
i love this kid. he keeps me on my knees, on my toes, and in the grocery store. we definitely have struggles over control. i pray that he grabs a hold of God's love for him and develops a heart that seeks to honor Him. i pray that he grows into his role as a big brother, treats others with care, and lives a life that pleases God above all else....
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