I don’t deserve this kid. He’s our oldest. Our trial run. The one where we look back and say, we should have done things differently. He’s also the one that has taught me more than anyone about forgiveness, and he’s five years old.

Blue will be six in August. He and I have a special bond. It’s not like I love him more than any of my other kids or anything weird like that. We’ve known each other longer, we’ve spent the most time together and we both have learned a lot. Blue has grown up going to concerts with me, helping me work, and has always seemed older than he is. He plays hard and sleeps harder. Everything in his life is done with as much passion as he can muster. I’ve never seen him do something half-way. To me that is an inspiration and I hope it never goes away.

Blue is also as hard headed as they come. If there is something he wants he will not stop until he achieves it. As much as that drives me crazy I hope it is something that never goes away. He is determined and strong. Other amazing things he has taught me. I don’t believe there is anything he doesn’t think he can do.

Because Blue is our oldest, he catches most of the heat for mishaps around the house. He’s in trouble more than the other boys and sometimes wrongfully accused. He takes things in stride and again, is very passionate about his defense. He has a fire that is strong, yet always sees the good in people. He loves his brothers and always has their best interest in mind.

I am excited to see what life has for this little guy. His passion and drive is something I have never seen. Even with this broken foot he refuses to slow down. He refuses to let that stop him from anything. Today we are headed back to the doctor for possibly a hard cast, and Blue keeps telling us he’s fine.

Determination, forgiveness, drive, passion, excitement, and love. That’s my five-year old and I love every minute of being around him.

Your turn. Write something positive about someone you know. Build them up like we are supposed to. Write about it on your blog, then come back here and let us all know. Sound good? Have fun. How many can we get?

Well, it’s not bad, but it’s broken. See that little piece hanging down there next the the arrow. I guess that’s not good. Blue got the splint today and the hard cast comes Monday or Tuesday. He’s excited about a cool cast and getting to play lots of video games. Baseball will have to wait this year. He’s still a tough one though. Just a little disappointed we didn’t get to bring the wheelchair home.

Blue is a tough kid. One time he shoved a vacuum extension down his throat, and bruised both sides of his throat. He still asked for a popsicle and just sucked on it and spit it out so he didn’t have to swallow. He’s usually never hurt, and has the reflexes of a drunken cat. You know, quick and agile but rubbery enough to bounce off stuff.

Well, yesterday Blue decided to jump off the coffee table over his baby brother and land on his oversized bean bag. What he didn’t count on was Cooper standing up and sticking his head in the way of Blue’s passing feet. Blue feet caught on Cooper’s head knocking Blue off balance and sending him landing right onto his right ankle. A loud pop, some screaming and crawling away, then some ice and calming down followed, but because of Blue’s tough history we are having a hard time telling just how bad it is.

This morning Blue still can’t walk. The swelling is minimal, but he’s not the type to not walk, so we are taking the next step. The emergency room. I will keep you updated and hopefully get some cool pictures.