My oldest(6) is one of a kind.  He came by way of miracles and still astounds me more and more each day.  He rides on the laws of justice and equality, and considers himself to be the judge of all that is fair and right.  World affairs concern him, family affairs frustrate him, yet there are days when he breaks down and plays.  He takes off his robe of truth and knowledge, and with great effort makes-believe.

   Today was such a day...after a very frustrating phonics lesson of words that were not really words at all(Alphaphonics)..."Can you use that one in a sentence?" he would ask!  He decided he was tried of thinking and fretting and began to pretend that he was "Henry  Huggins" on the search for millions of night crawlers!  And to my suprise, he actually came in with a worm in his pocket!  He quickly pointed put how he had cut it in half, but reassured me that it would grow back and the other half of him crawled way down in the earth to grow more segments!  More detail was given as he quickly took off his dirty new shoes.

With a deep, long laugh, I kindly asked him to put that one back also and wash his hands. :)

How he became who he is....I will never understand.  The traits this little one has were not inherited from his parents, they were given as gifts from God just as he was.  I often wonder what will become of my serious little man, what great plan God has intended for him.  But no matter who he becomes or what wonderous things he will do, there will always be the memory of the worm in his pocket and the dirt on his new shoes.