Our middle son Miller turned 12 over the weekend. (isn't he a cutie!!) We threw a little Surprise Party for him with a Survivor Man type theme. He's totally into all the "survival skills"! He's always drawing up plans for a cabin in the woods where he can live a Jeremiah Johnson existence, "off the grid", living off the land.
I can totally picture it!
Funny thing about having three children of the same sex...they're nothing alike! Aside from the fact that they are all of the male species, they are all three quite unique. Miller is not only different from his brothers, he's different than a lot of 12-year-olds. I Love that about him. He's blazing his own trail, the Lone Ranger of middle schoolers! I pray that he will keep that spirit of independence and adventure throughout his life. It's something I wish I would have had at his age. Who am I kidding...I wish I had it now!
I find it ironic that I turned 40 this year and I want to be more like my 12-year-old! I want to worry less about people's opinions of me. I want to be more adventerous. I want to be different. I want to dream big!
I'm a firm believer that God teaches us some of His greatest lessons through our children. Thank you God for Miller and all that I am learning through him everyday.
"Sons are a heritage from the LORD, children a reward from Him"
Psalm127:3
