The First Born

This is my firstborn. He's nearly 10. That means I have nearly a decade of parenting under my belt. Which really means nothing because I still feel like I need parented most days. But this handsome fellow....yes, quite handsome right? Well he pretty much knocks our socks off most days. His brothers do too, each in their own way.
Last week he had a large monologue in the school play. He knocked it out of the park. He wasn't even nervous. He hit each line with patience and pause and enthusiasm. A very proud moment for all of us. ~~ Oh...and that coat? His amazing nan sewed that for him just 2 days before his stage appearance.

Recently we also received a letter in the mail stating that this handsome fellow hit the ceiling in all 4 categories of the Duke TIP test. He couldn't have done any all four categories. Incredible.
He's in the midst of busy season with his company and has learned the fine art of delegation to the up and coming ranks. I think he quite likes managing employees. 

I could go on for quite a while about this kid. I'm beyond blessed to have spent the past decade with him.
And if you're craving the best marshmallows in the country~ I know where to find them.