Lancelot Turns Eleven

Words always seem to be slow in coming when it comes to writing my birthday post for Lance. I think it's because to write the post is to accept that my oldest son is yet a year older and closer to being a man.  I do miss the child but I do not lament his growing older for I understand there is a time for everything.

In one year he will officially be a young man and I can already see he is going to be wonderful one at that.

He is a knight in shinning armor; in-training.  Rough and Tumble; yet gentle at heart.  Champion to our family damsel (his little sister).  Loyal brother, quick to point out any injustice and growing in strength each day.

He is lover of all God has created, enjoying the quiet pleasures of  sitting, watching and observing the world around; its animals and plants.

He is creative.  He writes plays and he builds extensive Lego models.  He prefers pencil drawing to color. He likes to help cook and he is quite the pianist.

He is very, very, very very active; willing to play any game or sport.  He also enjoys taking off on his own for bike rides for both exercise and to clear his mind; a good life skill.

I pray that we are preparing him well to fight the good fight gallantly along side his brothers, should such a day come.  To use his great skills as a leader to champion whatever cause God lays at his feet.  We love you Lance more than you could ever imagine.