He was, of course, my first. He has been the first everything since then when it comes to children. And let me tell you, he could not be a better first - honestly. He is what every parent dreams of when they imagine what their son would be like. He is kind, he is courteous. He is friendly - quick to smile. He is so mature that there are times I wonder if he is really mine... He has such an incredible sense of self, of self-esteem, of what he believes. He has wonderful friends, true friends, good friends. They are great kids and such fun to have around.
He is quick to help when I need it, wonderful (most of the time...) with his brothers, a hard worker. His loyalty runs deep - he doesn't fake his feelings - if he is your friend, he truly is your friend. He is incredibly responsible, reliable, and dependable. I feel incredibly blessed that he is a part of this family.
He had some friends over for the night - some of those really fabulous boys. They ate, they had a bon fire, they ate again. We had stocked up on all of the junk food that #1 likes best. We ordered pizza. We picked up ice cream cake (his favorite). We had s'more fixins. I am sure they were up terribly late - I certainly wasn't awake to see for myself... The next morning we had a big farm house breakfast before they left. It was such fun~
You know, I wouldn't go back to 16 for anything, but it is fun to be a part of it with him.
