Monday, January 3, 2011

Happy Birthday, Cub!

This is my adorable, newly turned 11 year old. At birth he weighed a whopping 10 lbs.2 oz. and was 24 inches long. You read that right. They boy was 2 feet long at birth. No, I did not have gestational diabetes. I just birth gargantuan babies who turn in to scrawny chicken children. He entered sunny-side up sans  pain meds. The nursing staff literally came in to my room later and called me the paragon of motherhood.

It's hard to tell he started off toddler size given his current  lack of stature. He is lean and mean and sports a 6 pack, can scale a 35 foot rock wall in seconds flat, loves the highest slide at the water park and has an entire arsenal comprised of nerf guns, sticks and light sabers, which he will happily  fight storm troopers or slay dragons with.

Lest you think he is given the moniker "Cub" because he resembles a bear I will clarify that he is dubbed "Cub" because he is mine-  a scrawny, scrappy little lion cub, my child, through and through, conceived just weeks after my Mom passed away. He has her eyes- clear and beautiful, light blue- more than any of her grandkids and I see her eyes when I look at my Boy.

He is a info geek and a history buff- having memorized almost all 4 volumes of the Story of the World. He is an actor and will happily perform verbatim scenes from scores of movies, books or his own wild imagination He is totally serious and really funny. He is an arteest and draws and draws and draws. Mainly sci-fi or prehistory- his 2 favorite time periods.

He loves Jesus with all of his heart. Last month he was distraught, mainly in the evenings, and spent night after night starting out in bed with Viking Man and I, who talked and prayed and talked with him about what he was afraid of- we didn't know that he was reading The Revelation to himself each night before bed. He'd come upon the passage that said brother would rise up against brother. The end of the world as we know it didn't really phase him but thinking that his beloved older brother might turn against him broke his heart. His a sensitive soul, and no, he doesn't seem thick skinned.

 I prayed for this boy. Longed for him for years before he was conceived. He is one of my very favorite people in the world.

Happy Birthday,
Dear One!!


Deanna said...

That is quite a boy you have there!
Happy birthday to Cub!

Redradtech said...

I remember when he was born. He was so cute. My kids loved him so much.. Happy birthday

LaughingLioness said...

I read E the comments and he just glowed! Thank-you = )
Steph- I remember your kids were so cute with him. It's good to be loved!! We miss you all!!