high octane



You talk louder and louder so that nobody notices the cracking of your voice, even though you are always a good sport about it, and you chuckle along with the rest of us.

You can't seem to get up in the morning on your own, even when you strategically place your alarm across the room so that you have to crawl out of bed.

You made me laugh so hard at dinner the other night that milk came shooting right out of my nose.  Remember, when you jumped up and did a little Beyonce right there beside my chair?

You are very patient with everyone in our family, except yourself.  I am scared to admit you may have inherited that from me.

You love banging on drums (hard), which is something you picked up from your oldest brother.

You are my third-born son, and I love you to pieces.

10 comments

Anonymous | September 5, 2010 at 7:57 AM

This is sweet and makes me smile. :)

Kristina P. | September 5, 2010 at 8:42 AM

He sounds delightful.

Unknown | September 5, 2010 at 9:11 AM

He really is the sweetest thing. I feel like I shafted myself for not including him more in our dinner conversation. Let that be a lesson to me.

Lola Sharp | September 5, 2010 at 9:35 AM

Awww...this choked me up. I hope he read this. :)
So lovely.

I wish you had his Beyonce dance on film to share!
My kind of kid/person. :)

Love,
Lola

Heidi | September 5, 2010 at 3:28 PM

It's so amazing how unique and wonderful they are. All the different combinations our genes can make . . .and then there's the stuff they bring with them. It's like opening a present every day.

CiCi | September 5, 2010 at 6:22 PM

You have such a great family. I am laughing about the milk out of the nose.

Kimberly Vanderhorst | September 7, 2010 at 2:19 PM

What a sweet tribute...makes me want to know him.

Charlotte | September 7, 2010 at 8:08 PM

My son is coming close to the voice cracking. I can hear it coming close. I wonder how he will deal with it.

Luann | September 8, 2010 at 8:00 AM

I love that third-born of yours. :)

Robin | September 9, 2010 at 2:49 AM

Somehow I missed this post.

He is growing into a fine young man. Funny how I still see him as a three year old.