Jaren

Let me give you a scene at church;
I'm in the hall in between classes. The primary kids are changing classes as well. Each class passes by me. Maddie sees me, she gives me her shy smile, tilted head sweetness, keeps her elbow close to her body and waves and says "hi mom!!" and might give me a quick squeeze.
Next Tanner walks by, he sees me and RUNS to me, huge smile across his face, and hugs me as tight as he can. He keeps hugging me until I tell him it's time to go back to class.
Along walks Jaren. If you didn't know he was mine before, you still wouldn't know. In fact, you definitely think he wasn't mine. He doesn't even acknowledge me. Simply walks by, not a glance, not a smile. I know you're thinking, well maybe he doesn't see you. Oh yes, yes he does. A year or so ago I stopped him and kissed him in the hall. He dropped to the floor and started crying. Now that he's a little older, I've learned my lesson and I just say hi. :) Sometimes I'll get a smile. Sometimes I don't.
Tae sees me and just waves frantically and smiles from ear to ear.
Having said this....he is one sweet sweet boy. We had his birthday party yesterday. He wanted to play flag football. It was really great to watch them. I'm so proud of what a great kid he is. He's always been a sponge...my little observer, taking everything in and remembering it all. And so tender hearted.


"How do you feel about turning 8?"

"It's good. I'll get baptized. And I'll get to talk with the bishop. I like to play soccer and football, have birthday parties and playing with Tanner."

Short and sweet. :)