We celebrated Cody's birthday yesterday. We took him rock climbing with some of his friends and then they all spent the night in the treehouse...a total "boy" night. Today he made a purchase with some of his birthday money...yes, anything that could be dangerous...he wants to be a part of.
I'll skip the sappy part of how I seriously cannot believe how fast the time has flown, and how when I look at him I'm totally blown away at what an awesome boy he is. And if Steve starts singing Watercolor Ponies again, I will hit him...but I do realize how precious every day is. My favorite memories of him as a little boy...
*His cry sounded like a goat when he was days old...it cracked us up
*When you asked him where daddy worked, he said at the "police apartment."
*When looking at a picture of the Statue of Liberty in a book, he asked me why she had a crown of thorns on her head.
*In a casual conversation with him at 5 years old in the car one day, he started talking about asking Jesus into his heart. I asked him if he wanted to talk about it and if he wanted help, and he said, "No, I already did it myself." He's been a leader from early on.
Things I am proud of: his tender heart, his fearlessness, he's a hard worker, his free spirit...and too many other things to list. Cody...I'm so proud to see where you've come and am excited to see where you go from here. I love you...to the moon and back.
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