Thursday, November 17, 2011

He's One Decade...Ten Years of Adventure

The baby I brought home from the hospital.

This grin, the one that got him into trouble and out of trouble. So adorable and yet so challenging, this little boy was. His love of the water in any form started early. He says he will someday be a marine biologist, and maybe he will. He's not the best fisherman because he isn't a patient kind of person, but he will cheer the loudest for anyone that catches a fish, while he is exploring whatever else is going on around him. This picture makes me remember all the fantastic days of being this little boys mommy, I am so blessed.
At the liver in Louisville, KY. I was sure he would fall in but Ben was all for letting him explore, and he didn't fall in. He had a great time doing whatever it is he does when he gets to the edge of a body of water and looks into til he finds something interesting. Seems like this is the way he lives his life on the perimeter until he finds something that peaks his interest and then he jumps in with both feet, gathering all the information he can and making sure he becomes an expert on the topic. If I knew half of what he was talking about sometimes it would make conversations easier.
In the sand playing with his siblings on Lake Michigan in 2009. He's lost his little boy looks and I can see lots of who he is now. When it comes to his siblings, he is in charge, but he loves them unfailingly. Last week he was pushing Owen in his stroller and he hit a pothole covered in leaves so he hadn't seen it coming, he was going fast. The stroller tipped over, end over end, Owen was upside down with his head a centimeter from the road, I was too far behind to get there but Beau thankfully controlled the tip by slowing it down and then did his best to upright the stroller and his brother all in own swoop. Beau's a tall kid but he's a stick so the fact he accomplished this task before I got there was impressive. He didn't panic and he didn't get upset. We were both thankful Owen was fine and I learned I could count on Beau in a stressful situation.

Beau last week on the beach in Florida. He doesn't stay nearby, he explores the length of the beach until I say "that's too far". He doesn't go with anyone although if he can get me to go with him just the two of us he is one happy kid. He craves his one on one time with me. But he carried this stick up and down the beach just looking, exploring, inspecting whatever he found. I don't know what he will choose to do in life, but I am proud of the young man he is becoming. Beau has challenged me, encouraged me, delighted me, frightened me, laughed with and at me, and he is a true blessing and I am honored to call him my son.

Happy Birthday to a wonderful son, brother, grandson, nephew and friend. I love you Beau.

1 comment:

The Smiths said...

You made me cry, Bridget. What a beautiful post. Thanks so much for sharing all your joys with us.