Today, you made me a list of what you wanted on your Subway sub that I am to bring to you for our lunch at school. Staying true to your vegetarian roots here is what you listed:
white bread
no cheese
tomatoas
greem peppers
lettce
pickles
black olips (!)
Oh how you crack me up.
You also gave me a detailed explanation of how many cupcakes to buy. Realizing you needed 25, and that they come in packages of 6, you clearly indicated 5 packs... I was the one who had to stop and do the math... you just go inside your head and pull it out like magic.
Your big brown eyes are soulful, and the way your nose crinkles when you laugh brings joy to my life. You could not be more opposite of your brother. While Nolan is here to lead me into uncharted territory and expand me, your calm demeanor is the honey that both sweetens my soul and anchors me.
You're smart, funny, stubborn, sensitive, imaginative, loving, and a complete Mommy's boy. You wiggled your way into my heart and have notched out your own way in this world.
I realized the other day, I can barely lift you up these days. It occurred to me you don't really need me to anymore. But in your wise beyond your years way, you seem to know, it is I who needs to for just a little bit longer.
I look at Nolan and I see all the things he can and will most likely do with his future. I look at you and have no idea. I can't dream a big enough dream for the things I think you will one day do.
To the moon and back, Bubba Jack... I love you to the moon and back. Happy 8th Birthday Colton!
