I have a what?
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Today is Squirt’s birthday. He is sixteen now. Yes, I have a sixteen year old boy. And no, I can’t believe it. When did this happen?
Squirt, you are now closer to being a man than a boy. And while overall I like what I see, you have no idea how it scares me to watch you grow older. To have to watch you experience all that life has to offer makes me sick at times because life isn’t always easy or what we want it to be. I already hate any girl you date, know that none of them are going to be good enough or sweet enough for you. Lucky you, I am one of those moms. I admire the dedication you have for ROTC, your goals for the future with the military. Yet another thing that scares me and has me praying incessantly for your future.
But it’s the family member that you are that I most admire. I love your loyalty, I love how you will still hang out with your little brothers, that you generally get bothered when they get in trouble. Yes, you’re normal and get mad at them, but the pride you have for your brothers is so evident.
And we are just as proud of you. That saying on your wall, you know the one? I promise it’s true. We are so proud of you. We nag because we know what you are capable of and don’t ever want you to miss out on anything in life by not giving your all. We will never stop expecting the very best out of you. And we will always, always have your back.
You have no idea the hurt we felt for you last week. Truly our hearts were in pain. You deserve the best from everyone in your life. You deserve it from us, and I promise to always try to give it to you. When I fail, I will try harder. But know that I will do anything I can to make sure nobody hurts you and that you get everything you want in life.
Happy Birthday my oldest son. God gave me a wonderful gift when he gave you to me. I hope this year is wonderful for you. I love you.
And yes, I can finally admit that you are taller than me! I’ve already posted this picture, but I wanted to do it again because I love it so much and to admit in public that you are taller and not just barely. Love you, Squirt!
From Shea:
Squirt, My birthday present to you is that I’m not going to tell a good story about you when you were 3. 🙂 Seriously, happy birthday. I don’t see you much, but I see you enough to know Nicole’s right–you are a great person.
From Denise:
Beautiful Birthday Blog. I hate that Drake was hurting last week. It’s wonderful that you put your love for your family out on this blog. As you know I have two grown sons & I still would/will do anything to keep anyone from hurting them, but it ‘s impossible & I still don’t seem to get it. Once a Protective Loving Mother always a Protective Loving Mother.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DRAKE!
From Mannifresh25:
My father, to society, is my step father. To me, he’s the perfect example of a real man. He married my mom knowing she could no longer have kids. So he took my sister and I and raised us as if we were his own. So now at 34, I only know one father. Do not ever underestimate the importance of your love for Drake . He knows what’s up…and that’s the important thing. When I graduated basic training, returned from afghanastan my dad was the first I wanted to see. Because knowing what he did for me and my sister all these years, his approval was the only one that mattered.
From Nicole:
I love what you said. The other day, someone asked how old I was when I had Squirt. I felt like such a liar b/c they didn’t know the truth that I was a stepmom. But when I talked to Lance, he said that made him happier b/c it was further proof of what I have always said about Squirt. I absolutely love him more than anything. I am glad you have the same with your father.
From Nicole:
I am trying to remember this story. Can you believe two more years and he graduates?!
Can’t wait to see you!!
From Nicole:
Oh Denise! I am not looking forward to the tougher stuff. I know it doesn’t get any easier. I hope your son is doing okay with his recent stuff.