Wednesday, May 25, 2011

The Freshman

I've had the nagging feeling that I should get back to blogging for several weeks now.  Who knows what causes these impressions...guilt, a knowledge that it will serve my family well someday, something more significant.  I can't say.  I do know that Jake needs to be spotlighted.



This boy, or should I say man (at 6 feet tall and 180 pounds he certainly does not look like a boy) is one amazing person.  He has taken to high school like a fish to water.  It would seem he can navigate through most of life's challenges without much fanfare or drama.  (I will chalk that up to his father's influence.)  He is fifteen and drives me crazy some days with his procrastinating and lack of urgency about things, but man is he a joy!

I'm not the kind of person who loves teenagers.  I don't find them terribly charming, as a whole.  The surly attitudes and contempt for authority make them somewhat of a challenge for me.  That is not to say I did not come to love the Beehives I worked with a while back.  They were charming, and in fact quite respectful and kind.  But I am not a parent who has looked forward to having a teenager.

First Day of School 2010
That being said, Jake is teaching me the pleasures of this stage, like a wonderful first-born child should do for his younger siblings.  He is funny.  Oh, so funny. And smart, and kind, and helpful, and capable.  He has a quiet confidence that I admire and envy a little bit.  I should probably trust him more to navigate his school work responsibly since he has been able to work it out so far on his own.

I want the BEST for him so sometimes I nag, and pester him to DO more, and achieve more, but the truth is he is everything I could possibly hope for in a child.  He loves his family, and is a loyal friend, and most importantly, he knows the importance of living the gospel to find real happiness.  Plus, he has mad shooting skills in video games.  If we're ever invaded by zombies, we will prevail.

I love you just the way you are Jake.  Good luck on finals!  We're in your corner.