It’s ironic that today I chose him as my focus of thankfulness. Tonight he went to bed early because I couldn’t handle how naughty he was being. I think I heard, “NO” and, “I don’t want to!” more times that I would like to remember. Also, there was a book thrown at the door when I put him in his room for time out. That was fantastic!
But regardless he is my diamond, my beautiful(ness); one out of my three treasures. He goes from substance to substance in search of knowledge. He fondles, feels, opens, smells, asks about and manipulates everything he can get his hands on. My curious boy is learning and growing at sub genius rate, yet in a social setting he can embarass me like no one else with his hyper and erratic behavior. However, I love him painfully. His potential lies deep in his spirit and one day he will leave this world different than he found it. My love, my son… I am thankful for you.