Saturday, May 18, 2013

One Dozen

One dozen years ago today, I met a baby. My baby. The second one that I could call my own. He was amazingly adorable with his fuzzy blond head and the bluest of blue eyes. Somehow, even on that first day, I knew there was something special about this baby. And the last twelve years have proven that to be true.

Adam is like no other kid I've ever known...and I've known a lot of kids.

He's a thinker. Even when he was very little, he would ask questions that shouldn't come from such a little boy. He wanted to know about the world and everything and everyone in it. 
He's a butterfly chaser...literally and figuratively. He has always loved bugs (except for spiders!) and can get distracted by the smallest of creatures...and everything else.
He is hilarious and clever. His sense of humor is well beyond his years and always has been. 
He is nearly impossible to discipline. When he was little I could never get through a sentence reprimanding him without laughing. He quickly learned how to play that to his advantage. I literally had to look away while I fussed at him. (It's easier now that he's bigger and I have grown slightly immune to his charms.) 
He is highly sensitive to his feelings and the feelings of others. He knows what others are feeling and tries to make it better if he can. He's a fixer and a mediator and a peacemaker.
He stands up for the underdog. And gets his feelings hurt if he's the underdog and nobody stands up for him.
He is exponentially silly. He loves to play and have fun to the point of driving his poor mama crazy.
He can't make a decision to save his life. I learned a long time ago to not be in hurry if he's trying to decide on something. He needs time. And sometimes guidance. But in the end, his decisions are sound. 
He is smart. School smart and people smart. 
He is quiet around others, but so not quiet at home with us.
He is sweet as sweet can be most of the time, but has a temper that earned him the nickname, "Jack-Jack."
He likes what he likes and doesn't like what he doesn't like. No middle ground.
He would hate this post if he knew about it. But I think someday he will appreciate it. 

He is my middle child. My second son. My joy. My Adam D. 

Happy, happy, happy birthday sweet boy. I love you.

Thursday, May 02, 2013

10 Things Thursday

10 pictures on my camera.

This is part of one of the sculptures at the learning center in Boise where I was training for Project Learning Tree. It is beautiful. This, of course, was my favorite part of the sculpture.
Another sculpture from Boise. This giant dandelion fluff is lovely.
Julianna took this one of the blue sky and clouds. She is my little photographer.
Not surprisingly, she took this one, too. Very serious.
And this abstract of TMNT movies. a giant pen, and a variety of shoes. 
And this one of her foot in her favorite shoes. The girl loves shoes!
Julianna and Abby at the Easter egg hunt. Jules wanted to hug. Abby didn't.
My kindergarten class's science fair project on earthworms. They love worms! Especially gummy ones!
Found this on the door. Made me glad I left the magnetic alphabet out.  And that I have a kid who would think to write it. 
This is the thank you card I got in the mail after ordering flowers from some cute little girls who knocked on my door one day. They were raising funds for their youth roller derby league. Have any of you ever gotten a thank you card from Ginger Slap and Lucky Harms? I didn't think so.