There are lots of reasons why I love this kid. I mean look at that smile and those big ole "I haven't grown into my teeth" teeth. How could I not love him?! It also doesn't hurt that most mornings when I go into his room. It looks like this:
without me even asking!!!!! I mean, acts of service - now your speaking my love language! No, for real that is my love language.
I love this kid because he's a good eater, doesn't complain very much, and will wear whatever I tell him to wear. (As long as it doesn't match his brother!) He is a perfectionist just like me and is so incredibly hard on himself. He is eager to please and gets very upset if he loses his temper. If his little brother aggrevates this mess out of him (which of course never happens at this house!) and Drew yells at him or (gasp) hits him - he is so upset at his inability to control his anger. He doesn't like to be mad. And he most definitely does not like losing control of his anger.
I love this kid because he thanks me for milk (especially chocolate milk), and he really enjoys the little things in life. This kid is my outdoorsman. He would hunt, fish, hike, climb, and just play outside all day if he could. I once caught him sitting outside by himself and asked him what he was doing. His response, "Just enjoying the sunshine." This kid is sensitive, caring, and emotional. All qualities that will one day make him an amazing husband and father. He is always the first to volunteer to lead us in prayer every morning and his prayer always goes something like this: