My first-born, blue eyed blonde beautiful child—>
Whatever would we have done without you? Do you have any idea how much you have taught Dad and I? When we first got married, we wanted to wait five years before having any babies, but God had a different plan. He decided that we needed YOU right away.
Sometimes I bet it stinks for you being the oldest, especially in this family. I’m sorry our life is crazy sometimes. The oldest child experiences everything first. This can be good and bad; bad because you are an experiment for dad and I. We’ve never been parents before so we are learning everything with you. But it can also be good! Good because you are the very first to experience all the good stuff- you went to school first, got to go to big boy movies with Dad first, played football first, you will drive first, and you will go off to college first.
You really are an amazing kid. I don’t think there is a better big brother out there. You worry about your little brothers and help me make sure they don’t get hurt or in trouble. You teach Lincoln how to build, draw, create, and other big boy things. He wants to be just like you in every way. In his eyes, there is no way he will ever be as cool he thinks you are. Knox thinks you are awesome! I love how you cuddle him, read to him, and convince him to change his clothes when I can’t.
I love your big blue eyes peeking out under your blonde hair. I love your adorable freckles. I love your toothy grin with all those big new teeth coming in! I love that you care about your appearance, that you always want to match and look nice. I love that you love to read. Coming into your room to see you with your nose buried in a book makes the teacher in me so proud! I love watching your build legos. The creations you make with so much detail and thought blow me away! I love your love for history, dead people, and old stories. I love watching you with your friends. You have a gentleness about you that makes you stand out from the crowd. I love that adults love you. You have always been able to win over your teachers and parents of your friends. I love that you help me with your brothers. When someone has a meltdown, you look out for one so I can tend to the one who is upset. I love that you are so sensitive and that people mean so much to you. I love when you talk in your sleep. You say the most hilarious things!! I love that you love ‘man stuff’- shooting, fishing, hunting, and eating tacos. I love it when you pray. Your honesty and transparency while thanking God is so precious.
With you being the oldest, dad and I put a lot of pressure on you. We are sorry. We are still figuring out this parenting thing one day at a time. I pray that God will continue to use you to teach us. You are very special, Michael Jr. Your heart is made of gold and you are going to touch the lives of many people.