Christian

Blah! Again, it has been WAY too long since I have blogged! Christian's Birthday was quite a few months ago and I never did a special blog just for him. I decided not to blog about his Birthday, but here's a blog just for him!


I look at my first baby and I'm amazed at how much he's grown! I've always suspected he'll be built like his Daddy, but it's becoming more and more evident. It seems like we just bought him new pants, but they are already getting too short for him!

Christian is 8 now, and he really is a good kid. He's very helpful around the house, and good at his schoolwork. He seems to get along well with other kids. He will still accepts hugs from his
Mommy! (Even though he does act a little embarrassed about it). What more could a Mom ask for?

Since Christian is getting older, I've started worrying about the stages in life that are coming up for him. I worry about having the right type of relationship with him so that he feels he can come to his Dad or me with questions and concerns he may have. I'm worried that because he requires so much less attention than the other kids, that we give him less attention. I want to try to give him more attention, and let him know how much we appreciate his helpfulness.

In school, Christian's favorite subjects are Math and Science. I think that being good at these subjects could be really good for him when choosing a profession someday.

Christian is such a good help to us; sometimes I worry that we expect too much out of him. At the same time, I am proud of how responsible he already is.

Cherishing

This morning I got up with Matt (as usual) to make his lunch for the day. I (as usual) was very sleepy from already getting up a couple of times with the kids. I went about making his lunch and was headed back up the stairs to see how much more sleep I could squeeze in before I had to get up again. I met Matt halfway up the stairs on his way down. Now every morning I get a good bye kiss and sometimes a hug before he heads off for the day. I would really miss it if he forgot. Actually one morning he did forget, and I mentioned it too him. He told me that he had kissed me good-by, but I was sleeping in bed and must not have woke up enough to remember it.

Anyway, this morning was different. We stood there on the stairs for what seemed like a long time (definitely longer than normal); and we just held each other for awhile. It was a wonderful moment when the kids were still sleeping and we could just enjoy the cherished and loved feeling that comes with just holding each other for awhile. It was a wonderful way to start the day. Too many times we get caught up in our responsibilities that we forget to take the time to really cherish each other.