A blur, I tell you.
His day began with chocolate chip pancakes. He'd barely wiped the sleep from his eyes before he was diving in, quietly enjoying this rare treat.
This is one of the things I love about Jackson: in a world that is so busily clamoring for everyone to see and acknowledge what we love (I do it, too!), he is content to simply relish the things he relishes. No fanfare, no fuss, no need for recognition or affirmation. Just pure and simple enjoyment.
A quiet celebration for a quiet boy. Two friends joined us, along with Nana and Papa and Uncle Merrick. He requested a turkey dinner. But can we not have roasted sweet potatoes with this turkey dinner? Okay, buddy, you got it!
My heart kind of caught in my throat this time around as I lit the candles that are so quickly accumulating on the cake. Wasn't he just my baby a few days ago?
But no, he is growing and growing fast. Grappling with big boy challenges and deeply desiring to be counted among the young men. Wrestling with heart issues and fumbling at times, making mistakes and getting back up again, developing thoughts and ideas, growing into his own skin a bit more.
2005 marked some significant experiences in the Lord for Jackson Edward; experiences to be cherished and celebrated.
He also got to do a lot of the typical childhood boy things, and I must say that he is the most all-American looking boy I know! A baseball cap low on his forehead, a bat slung over his shoulder, a mitt dangling at his side as he walks across the bridge for another game: I watch him and wonder if I've been transported to 1952. Boyhood suits this boy so well!
But I know that he was made for manhood.
And so I'm thankful for another year celebrated and I am excited for another year of walking together and growing together and watching what God will do together.
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