happy birthday, J

I read once that children don't remember much of their lives before the age of 7. It gives me a little consolation that JJ won't remember all the goofs, bad decisions, and impatience I've given him in his first 6 years of life (of course there is a lot of good stuff in those 6 year too). But I see his 7th birthday as a chance to wipe the slate clean of my parenting sins and let Jesus, master of compassion, tenderness, encouragement, total love, and instructor be my parenting guide. I've learned a lot in the past few months: how to slow down, focus on whats important, live for today instead of 10 years from now, say yes as often as possible even when it's not what I *want* to do at the moment, and how to live at peace. I know I am a work in progress but I want to be the *best* parent, friend, mentor, lover of life, teacher, coach and guide for my children. God has given me the best gift in the world: JJ my deep, thoughtful, considerate, loving soul. He's perfect just the way he is. Happy Birthday J. I am honored your mine.