Double Digits

I still can't believe Jack turned 10 in August.
He had a fun filled birthday with some friends - they went paint balling, to Wild River Country, movie watching and slumber partied.
It was a fun (exhausting) day.
It is interesting to see how 10 fluctuates from immature boy to young adult.
One day he is pestering his brother during breakfast before getting ready for school.  He can't find his shoes and no one knows (even Jack) if he has brushed his teeth.
The next, he is out in the yard with me raking leaves for five hours like a grown man. Encouraging his little brother to read, practicing to perfect his lay up and studying Greek mythology on his own.
He still loves to read. He could read for hours. He loves learning new things.
He is amazing to watch on the soccer field. This year he played defender and goalie. He has a boot for a leg. Watching him on the field/court is getting more emotional for us as the games start to become more important to him. But every time he is always the kid having the best time - win or lose.
He loves playing baseball in the summer and basketball in the fall.
He takes his Halloween costumes very seriously. Growing his hair out for months to dress up as Valentine McKee in the movie Tremors (one of his favorites). (Eli was The Flash but that's another post.)
He loves his legos and his bike.
He is funny, smart, dramatic, silly and kind. He is the best companion.
And most importantly he still lets me hold his hand.

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