I am in awe of my son.
He is brilliant. Of that I am certain.
Not because he can recite the alphabet or do complex mathematical equations.
Which he can't do . . . yet.
I didn’t say he was a genius or a prodigy.
He’s just brilliant.
He is not a slave to the ticking clock or the cycle of the sun and moon . . .
He simply lives each day to its fullest.
Leaves do not merely clutter the lawn and clog the gutters . . .
They are amazing creations of texture and color. In his hands they are an example of nature’s delicate balance of life and death.
Obstacles are not obstacles . . .
They are adventures waiting to happen. They are undiscovered places that invite exploration.
He has no idea what calories are . . .
He just embraces the blissful swirl of sweetness that wraps around his tongue.
To him, falling is not failure . . .
It is an opportunity to succeed. A step today, a mountain tomorrow.
With determined steps he sets out on the path set before him . . .
But he dares not ignore the opportunity on the roads less traveled.
Sadness and tears may be unavoidable . . .
But their visit only makes joy that much sweeter.
Only 15 months and you have taught me so much.
I'm in awe . . .
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