… Scowling at injustice with a big, big sense of right and wrong
… Sulking every day on the way to school complaining to Mom about girls and telling her how much you hate them
… Singing your lungs out in the shower and doing the boogie woogie while at it
…And staging a water battle for German and American soldiers while you’re at it
… Needing to look cool all the time
…Wanting – not a pet dog, a pet kitten, but a pet JAGUAR
… Making a mess with your Lego and turning a deaf ear to Mom’s nagging about bricks hurting her feet (like, who cares?)
… Being extremely creative, with tons of mischief up your sleeve
…Wanting many moments of being all alone to create something massive
… Leading the pack
… Having no fear
… Having intense conversations with friends, and wanting to be with older boys
…. Monkeying with Mom and loving every minute of it
6 years ago, this boy entered my world. A leaking water bag and almost 14 laborious hours later, I met the gentlest, sweetest, baby who came to rock my world.
And rock my world he did. Every. Single. Day.
I love you, Son. Every. Single. Day.