Our eldest, oldest, (what ever is right) grandson turned 11 today.. How on earth does this happen.
Noah John is beautiful, inside and out. He is “crazy” smart and real. I have certainly written this before. When he was born, being our first, I could not even breath until Erin brought him over…everyday. He brought a new dimension to our lives, of course. As he has grown and matured, he continues to do that. Honestly, he is very much like his uncle in that he loves quiet. He loves to read. Dislikes being around loud noises and needs alone time.
Some of my favorite times is when he comes over and says, “Mammo, could we just read together, in the quiet, or sit outside and talk?” I love that.
My prayer for Noah has been since the day he was born, “Father, make him a man after Your own heart. Grow him up to be true to his “namesakes”. A strong, man of God, who loves like You, is peaceful and kind to others. As he starts Junior High this year, my prayer is even more so. And ya’ know? So far so good. Thank you, again Lord.
What a perfect prayer from your mammo’s heart for sweet Noah!
I know what you mean, they grow up so fast. Lauren will be 9 years old tomorrow.
I can’t believe that he’s 11. I remember when he was Blue’s age and I thought that he was such a big kid. Now I can’t believe he’s already going to be in juiniour high!