Don’t ever agree to play Memory with him, he’ll beat you silly.
Sometimes he’ll get laughing so hard, his eyes water.
He’s incredibly brave.
He thinks about other people’s feelings.
If sports statistics came in edible form, he’d eat them at every meal.
He loves to talk.
He loves to go to Target.
He’s amazingly easy to travel with.
He’s nice to his friends.
He loves his Dad.
He loves his brother.
He tells me I’m the best snuggler in the world.
He makes this funny “tcha” sound when he’s talking about something that is ridiculous or stupid. For example, “Tcha, I mean, it’s not like we’re going to run around singing The Sound of Music or anything.”
One time Ryan had a very mature, meaningful conversation about the war with him. It blew his mind that adults running the world couldn’t find a way to talk things out.
He hates getting his curly hair combed every morning.
He’s a night owl.
He’s Ryan’s favorite companion at the Jazz games.
He can be convinced to do a number of unpleasant tasks in exchange for a German Pancake.
He loves having a babysitter.
My favorite part of the day is tucking him in bed at night. I hope he never gets to old or cool for it.
He makes my heart ache with joy.
I wrote a poem for him one day when he was a baby. I was sitting at the computer and he was sitting in his crib next to me staring and smiling. I was broken, worn out, and completely overwhelmed. Even though he was much smaller than me, I felt so insignificant in comparison. Little has changed, I guess. I’m absolutely mortified that I’ve forgotten most of the words to the poem, but I still remember the most important part:
How I feel right now is hard for me to say–
A million brilliant colors and a thousand shades of gray.
Do you know that I’ll come running? Do you know I’ll always try
To free you with my love and give you wings to fly?
These questions without answers can wait for just a while
‘Cause all the truth I’ll ever need is right here in your smile.
Happy birthday to you, Christian!
Happy Birthday Christian! Go celebrate your last year of single digets!
Beautiful tribute! And even though I haven’t had a lot of “real” time with Christian, I have to agree that he is a pretty amazing kid and makes a good Jazz game companion. Happy Birthday Christian!
Happy Birthday, Christian!! You are one cool kid!
And, I absolutely love that poem, I hope the rest of it isn’t lost forever!
christian is one fun kid. I love talking sports with him.
What a sweet tribute!
I know I have only known Christian a few years, but I have to say that he is one of the coolest kids I know. James and I always brag to our friends about Christian and how he has every NBA stat memorized.
I also have to confess that I am sitting at my desk getting teary eyed reading this. I really, truly think Christian is such a special spirit that will have such an amazing life.
Happy Birthday Christian!
Christian is one of those kids, who you know is always one step ahead of you. When he talks to you, the excitement that comes from him is amazing. Those EYES! (Incredible!) And oh that smile, it goes from ear to ear with such simple ease, it becomes so easy to return the gesture right back. I felt so bad when that stupid wasp stung him. (The nerve, on his birthday? Come on!) Christian is definitely the sweetest! Happy Birthday Christian! We’re all so proud of you!
(P.S. I think Christian won the race last night!)
he is still on schedule to marry anna, isn’t he?