6.

Today is my our nephew's 6th birthday. 6 was a great year for me- I remember. I remember being at Target and telling my sister, "6 is my favorite number". She said, "You just think that because you're 6." But no, all these years later and 6 is still my favorite.

This little guy is our favorite nephew. (he's our only) He is a sponge and can tell you how strong a gator's mouth is, how fast a hawk can fly, and can identify any type of shark or plane. He can wrestle, play the air guitar, and shoot a basketball like no other. He prays over our family dinners, loves his little sis, wants to be just like his dad/Uncle D, and is just the coolest kid ever. He knows what it means to worship and one time spent 20 minutes at the dinner table trying to explain what it's all about. (You can't just sing, like "la, la, la"! It's got to come out of, like, your heart! That's the only way Jesus will hear you if you're trying to worship him! So you can't just sing, but you've got to SING!) He's our little man and we adore him.

Happy birthday, nephew. Uncle and Auntie love you. so. very. much.