One of the things I've always loved about this boy (even at age 13) is that he's mature in the areas of life where maturity counts, but other than that, he's in no real rush to grow up...
And I love...
How quickly and sincerly he is to forgive me.
How he still asks for a hug 10+ times a day.
How his hair looks when it's long enough to get wavy.
How he always opens doors and gates for ladies.
How brilliantly he can hold a conversation with an adult.
How he can use analogies to help make sense of scripture.
How he always leans his head over to my side of the car when he's sitting in the passenger seat so I can rub his head.
How great his vocabulary is.
How he is (usually) so quick to admit when he's in the wrong.
How willing he is to share really personal parts of his life with me.
Don't get me wrong because the list of things that drive me batty about him would be equally long, but this week I'm just focusing on the lovely stuff.