Happy Birthday, William! 15 years and a few weeks TODAY! I saw this picture as I was attempting to find some from the last year and thought I would add it. This was near the beginning of your science journey (raisins in Sprite)...you still get that smile when experiments work out the way they are suppose to or you are explaining something you find fascinating. Like entropy. Glad some things haven't changed! (as opposed to entropy...amamirite?) (Didn't get that hilarious joke? Click the hyperlink provided...you are welcome)
And this has been a year of changes, but fundamentals stay the same. Like the willingness to put off work for games or snacks. It is good to be able to count on that. Speaking of which, you of all my children will not judge me for the lateness of this blog. Especially with your propensity to put off work you find unnecessary...like paper writing. Have you finished that history paper, yet? Asking for a friend.
(Narrator: He had, in fact, finished that paper three months ago)
We continue to be inspired by how seriously you take your faith. Whether it is in reading about it, preparing to serve Mass, or in how you consciously slow down your decade during evening prayers (much to a certain younger sibling's chagrin), you are setting a wonderful example and reminding us daily to do the same.
Being outdoors continues to be where I find you happiest. (Unless it is solving a particularly interesting Algebra equation, playing Axis and Allies with friends or drinking a Sprecher's Root Beer.) While training to go to Philmont was a chore because of all of the prep work involved, I don't believe you ever complained about actually hiking.
Case in point

Last year, you took a literature class that introduced you to many wonderful works including Tale of Two Cities and Dante's Inferno. Also, you discovered an interest in poetry. Something that I really did a poor job of covering in our home lessons...and by 'poor job' I mean: I never covered it after Dr. Seuss. I loved discovering you on the couch reading this book that was gifted to us from my Oma's collection. She had a love of poetry as well. Naturally, you did very well in that class as well as your math and sciences. You really could choose anything to study and find something interesting in it. What a gift. Man oh man!
And, while The Wall Street Journal has been a staple of your morning routine for a couple of years, I really think the last year it took on a whole new place as you would surreptitiously swipe it as soon as possible from a parent getting up to grab a coffee refill (Fools!). You read nearly all of the articles and have a solid knowledge of all current events whether domestic or international. If Dom covers most of the sports trivia in the house, you can probably cover just about all the rest. Except Pokemon or Tear of the Kingdom. John has a monopoly on that for now.
Happy Birthday, William Thomas!! We are so proud to call you our son and Thank God you are part of our family. While you tend to stay in the background at public events, your wit and intelligence shine at our family times where you can make all of us laugh with a quick remark, clever observation, or a pause before an affirmative yes or hard pass on some crazy notion of Dom's. You always seem to have time to play with John whether it is making hot wheel tracks, marble runs, complicated train routes, or creating battles between army men and dinosaurs (huh..no wonder that paper was never worked on in a timely fashion). And, the special times when you and Molly can talk about fantasy and sing songs together are not lost on us as we pass by closed doors. You are a wonderful sibling that has managed to find something of interest and in common with all of your family. And, I want to document here that you are rarely, if ever, the cause of discord in our home. One simple example: William NEVER fights over a specific seat in the car. Ever. God Bless You, Son!
2 comments:
We saw that smile so many times. It was especially neat to see it as he opened birthday gifts on the screened-in porch about a week before the Philmont trip. Love you, William
The above was not Anonymous. It was Nana! Darn computer!
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