Reed is 7 years old today! There are so many things I love about this precious boy. But most of all, I love his enthusiasm for LIFE. You will rarely see my Reed in a bad mood. In fact, he might possibly never be in a bad mood. He approaches everything with such zeal, and his consistent positive and happy attitude is contagious. And also sometimes infuriating when he is in trouble but STILL can't wipe that smile off his face. Reed has never met a stranger either. As I sit here at Adalae's gymnastics practice writing this blog post, Reed has
imposed befriended an eighth grader and is currently giving him a Pokemon lesson. You're welcome kid. I know whatever you were engrossed in on your iPhone before my brilliant kid
interrupted graced you with his friendship is not nearly as entertaining as learning about how Tentracruel's hyperbeam was no match for Skunktank's fury swipes.
And this kid's energy level. Seriously y'all. He doesn't sit on the couch, he leaps on the couch with a full sprint start. He doesn't eat a meal, he shovels his meal into his mouth while simultaneously narrating his latest Minecraft creation with astonishing DETAIL. Oh the details. Doesn't he see my eyes glaze over when he starts in about these things I don't understand?
No side hugs from my Reed either. He doesn't hug me, he throws himself into my arms with everything he has and including the trust that I'll catch him. Even though I typically full on turn/flinch to the side to avoid a swift knee to the shin. Sorry dude, you're not 20 lbs and 2 anymore. You're SEVEN!
What a precious gift from God Reed is to our family. I thank the Lord daily for the day you were born Reed. We love you buddy!!
