Happy Birthday Ethan!

Hey, when did Ethan grow up?

 I can't believe my first born is nine years old today.  It is overwhelming to think of the blessing he has been in my life and the lessons I have learned by being his mother.

I'm more selfless, more patient, and more self-aware because of him.  And I know a whole lot more about legos and dinosaurs and origami and so many more random facts!

Watching Ethan read makes me happy.  I love hearing him play the piano.  I smile at all his origami creations.  I appreciate his helpfulness to his younger siblings.  I love when he's in one of those moods where he will help and do anything I need and ask.  I'm constantly amazed at how his brain works.  His 8th grade reading level, his crazy vocabulary, his ability to understand math.  And better yet, his ability to recognize the Spirit.  His tender heart.  His sensitivity to what is good and true.  Being his mother will always keep me on my toes.  Will always challenge me.  But I love it.  And I love him.

What a kid!  Happy Birthday to my Ethan.  I love you to pieces!