"He's Perfect"
So, that's what the doctor said about my son today. "He's perfect." He says it almost every visit. He's been saying it since Jake was an infant. I never grow tired of hearing it. I know my son is not perfect. He never has been, and never will be. I could list his faults, but I won't. They are for me to know and no one to find out. Jake turned 8 yesterday, and I'm still marveling at how this could be. How could my little boy be so grown up? Where have the years gone? Jake is growing into a wonderful young man. He is so smart. He has a great sense of humor. He's polite (to others at least), and kind and courteous. He is honest, painfully so, and cannot tell a lie. He really should have been born on February 22, to share the day with George Washington. Jake is such a good kid. He is that kind of guy. He was delighted with the ipod Pat and I gave him for his birthday. I even ...