Eight Years of Chuckles

Hard to believe it's been eight years already since we first laid eyes on our son. Born early, Chuckles quickly gained rolls giving us more places to kiss and snuggle his sweet baby face. No doubt the kid was healthy and happy. Charlie was and still is, full of smiles. Charlie, Chuckles, Chuggy Dougie, our Middle Man... one of the most sensitive, compassionate little men I know. 
Even last week as we were focusing on our school studies, he burst into tears simply wanting to just "be" with his Auntie Traci. He has a sixth sense of knowing when she is rejoicing or mourning. He knows when extra hugs are needed or when a joke is needed to make those hurting laugh. Charlie sees the needs of others and does what he can to pursue a solution for them. 
Recently, Teacher Dawn from church, has approached Tim and I praising the attention to detail, cleaning up messes others have made and putting others first at church. The joy hearing these sweet remarks of our son fills us with
pride for our man.
Charlie has been introduced to the world of fostering and adoption which has only grown his heart bigger. And not just for the kids, but for the entire families involved asking how to pray and make things right. When he sees a homeless person he's quick to ask if we can give them a blessing bag. If someone needs praise, he speaks it. If someone needs help, he gives it. If a sibling needs a button pushed, trust me, he pushes it! Sweet can also mean sassy, talks back, extends eye rolls at times and may have selective hearing at times chosen with no idea what "checking in" means while playing at the neighbors.
Regardless of those sour moments, we are incredibly blessed to have a son with the size heart God is growing and find it a gift to help train him, nurture him and live life with our Charlie.
Happy Birthday Middle Man.
Let the music begin...


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