The little man in my life

So, I've got this little man in my life. He's five today.
I'd move mountains for this kid if he'd ask me.



A day with Joel is like taking boyhood and smashing it into one lovely little package with big brown eyes.  I savor his little boy-isms, because I know all too soon he's gonna get big on me.

Someday he won't want to wear a cape with every outfit. Or turn all household items into weapons to fight bad guys.  He won't run around my house making sound effects while shooting plastic missiles at the dog. 



One morning he'll wake up and he won't watch Scooby Doo cuddled on my lap in his jammies. And no longer will a bubble beard in the bathtub be totally hilarious.

I know there's plenty you'll outgrow, my Joel.  But please keep a few things just for me.


Keep your curiosity about the world and the way things work.  Your love for stories, your sense of humor, and your imagination, too.

Keep your adoration towards your Grandpa, Uncles, and Dad. They can teach you how to fill their shoes.  Their totally awesome shoes. 

Keep your love for learning new things. Your kindness towards your sisters, and your Mom, while you're at it.

Keep your resiliency under adversity, but your open heart in loving others.
And if you really want to, Joel, you can keep the capes. : )