

He is a great son. He is a awesome big brother. He is kind. He has a very tender heart. He loves to help people. He likes science and Math. He hates to read, only because he has a really hard time with it. He loves to play soccer. He is such a boy sometimes. Just this morning we was like "mom since it is my birthday do I really need to take a shower. I responded with well if you don't you might smell and kids might make fun of you. He responded with "I don't care." I said okay but make sure you put deodorant on. Such a boy to rather stink than have to take a shower.
I feel like I am starting the 2nd half of his childhood/teen years. I am really scared. It seems like it is about this age that kids start to be mean to each other. He has one of the purest hearts ever. He has a very special spirit about him. I hope he is always like this. I am just scared that his peers are going to be mean and with the meanness take away that pure heart. I have cried ofter with the thought of that. I wish I could just take away and hide him from all of the crap that can come with your teenage years. Not that the teenage years are all crap. But we all know that they can be hard years.
Caleb made me a mom. I am so happy that I get to be his mom.
Happy Birthday Caleb.
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