Frogboy

In January of 1998, I gave birth to my second son. We named him for Esau's younger, and much more famous, brother (those biblical scholars among you now know his name LOL) because Esau was a red head and he came "on the heels" of his brother. This man is also one of the more headstrong of the old testament fathers....hmmmm, I might have rethought that.

My Frogboy is very much his own person. Legos, movement, laughter, noise, more movement, quick, funny, emotional....that's my boy. He's always been quick to laugh, quick to cry, quick to lose his temper and then have you laughing again before you've had time to get mad back. He loves babies and is always ready to welcome a new sibling, often asking when we are gonna get a new one! He's is fun to do school with, as just about anything can capture his imagination, except history. He's doesn't enjoy reading but is a whiz at math, like his daddy. His mind is a maze and he sees things very differently from the rest of the world. He can occupy his younger brothers with imaginary worlds for hours, but when he's done, he's done. He has taught his brothers to literally climb the walls, jump like frogs, "fly" off the bunkbeds, climb trees and so much more. More and more now I see him growing into a young man. My little guy with the super power fits is gone. He notices others feelings now, he shares his own with words instead of actions, he is more patient and gentler. He still has his fire though. I'm glad for that. His joy, creativeness, intelligence and emotional personality give so much to our family. It is truly amazing, I was just sure he was the one I'd be apologizing for on the evening news.

Happy Birthday Frogboy, glad you are mine.