i guess it's pretty understandable when you think about it. they're the only thing that is heard for a while before the other siblings come along.
and hey, this is why the first child is the way he is. he was coddled, hovered over, taught abc's at 3 months old, read countless books, fed all the right foods at the right time, made to believe that rules and structure are the only way.
(you still have that same sweet profile that i fell in love with all those long nights while i was nursed and shooshed you 7 years ago.)
fast forward to child number three playing with a card board box, singing icona pop's i don't care! I love it! and coloring on every ounce of her skin with a marker. UNATTENDED! (gasp)
penelope, what does a cow say?
oops. might need to teach her those animal noises. although...what's the point? there's no good or helpful reason to know animal noises. (or algebra)
layne, you're a structure lover. the opposite of me. sometimes you come down the stairs with a plan for the day because your hippie of a mother just lets the day take her wherever. i'm learning from you.
you wanted to know the exact time schedule for the weekend. ok...tell me if i'm right...after breakfast we'll do lego land? then after that....then after that...
(i mean, your dad's face.)
you're a rule follower.
at the hotel you said: mom. awesome! this soap is in the shape of a leaf!
me: you can have it, buddy. happy birthday.
layne: ummmm!! that is stealing!
me: soap is for free at the hotel. you can have all the soaps in this room. let's take them all and ask for more!
layne: that's lying. you don't need more.
me: ok. you win.
you're a smarty pants. a joy to have as a son. a user of words. all the words in the whole universe all the time. cautious. leader. persistent and stubborn.
stubb.orn. where you got this need to be right all the time, we'll never know! (me looking off to the side waiting for everyone to stop looking at me)
we are so glad we got to spend time with you this weekend. just you...no siblings. i know that must get tough having to share everything all the time, including our attention. and having more responsibilities. and having us practice parenting on you. it's not easy.
our prayer for you is that you use all those words you have to glorify Jesus, and not to gain acceptance of others. (also, one of my secret prayers is that you can make money one day off all those words. don't tell anyone that.)
that you would use your leadership not to build your name, but to make His name bigger. that you would use that stubborn persistence to tell others that Jesus is our only hope even when it would be easier to say, there's another way.
and when you don't do that and you fail, my prayer is that you run as fast as you can back to Jesus and ask for help. we all fail all the time, buddy. mommies and daddies and everyone. God knows you can't do it all right all the time. but he loves you the same whether you do it right or wrong. remember that. tell that to yourself every day because it's easy to forget. His love for you never changes.
we love you so much, Layne. happy SEVENTH birthday. thanks for teaching us about God's love.