Jordan
Jordan
I can’t believe he’ll be 10 soon.
Ten. That’s half-way grown up.
I love everything about this kid, seriously.
I love who he is and how he thinks.
I love that he’s half-wild, yet more civilized than almost anyone I know.
I love that he wears his hair long only because it feels best that way.
I love that he is honest (almost) to a fault. He won’t lie even to keep himself out of trouble.
I love… that he calls me Love-Love.
I don’t love that he’ll be 10.
Because that’s half-way grown-up.
And half-way to leaving me.