Today is our second child's birthday. He's so excited to finally be nine. For a few months, he's only a year younger than our oldest, and a whole three years older than Chip. Exciting times!
It's sometimes hard to believe that our sensitive, sweet, delicate, boy was the largest of our babies when he was born. Every year, I am amazed by how much he has grown, how far he has come, and how well he's adapting to the world around him.
For a while I wasn't certain that adaptable would be ever be a word I used to describe this son. He used to get so upset every time things didn't go exactly according to plan, people didn't act in the way he thought they should, every detail wasn't in it's place. Being the second in a chaotic family of six wasn't exactly his ideal.
Yet the last two babies have changed him. He's softer, more patient, gentler than he used to be. When Princess P almost died, it woke up a part of him he didn't know he had. He's taken that curve ball life threw our family, and used it to start a change in his heart that has been amazing to watch. At first, his increased patience and flexibility only applied in situations involving babies and toddlers, but over time it's spilled into other areas of his life.
He still is a very black and white kid, but that's okay. It keeps him on the straight and narrow. He has the cleanest room and most structured devotion time of anyone in the house. He takes care of his clothes. He sets and accomplishes goals. In these ways his rigid way of doing things works in his favor.
Our church has also had a big influence on him over the last year. He just got baptized a few weeks ago. We are pleased he has decided to let God be the boss of his life. With Gods help, he'll grow in goodness even more.
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