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Friday, July 11, 2008

Joey is 12!


Time for another sappy post! The amazing Joto is 12 today! I am blown away by how quickly this all happened. It probably went by in a flash since you have kept me running since the day you were born! You were such a cute sweet little baby, with a huge smile and who also HATED to sleep! The only way you would sleep is when you were either in the car, in your swing or in our arms! Since it isn't advisable to drive the car while sleeping, we quickly went out and bought a swing we could plug in. I really enjoy your sense of humor and quick wit. You are such an inquisitive person which started at a very young age. (Every screwdriver in the house had to be locked up) Even with all of your health troubles with asthma your bravery and charm made every nurse up at St. V's Hospital your fan. I used to try everything to keep you safe when you were younger and your skin was so fragile, but you still showed just the sweetest nature even while in daily pain. What a blessing now that you have outgrown that and your skin is so healthy. I love that you still come up and say "I haven't gotten my daily hug" no matter where we are, and even at Scout Camp whenever your patrol walked by you would break away and tell me what you were doing and give me a hug and kiss without making me beg. It takes a strong man to do that. I am so proud that you are going to receive the priesthood on Sunday and start passing the sacrament. I love you Joby. Happy Birthday!

3 comments:

Amy said...

Happy B-Day big guy! This is a very exciting age and getting the priesthood will be one of the most important decisions in your life. You are such a sweet kid and I hope you have the greatest of days! Love you much!

Colett (*-*) said...

Happy day to you Jobo! We love and miss you, I wish we could be there when you get your priesthood, what an exciting moment! I hope you always hug and kiss your mom, and me!

Lesli said...

Oh Wow - when did that happen? I remember walking and holding him too help comfort him when he was so uncomfortable. What a little man!