Friday, February 20, 2015

Gus :: Eight

Today he turns eight.

A boy it is so easy to simply describe as charming and kind, both of which are completely true and both of which are also completely insufficient to explain my oldest boy. A boy who hates breaking the rules almost as much as he hates seeing people he loves getting in trouble. When Sena is  being threatened with punishment, he implores her to take warning. He can't bear to watch it. He sometimes leaves the room.  He will take responsibility for any mistake he has made, and some he hasn't, for his sister's sake. He recently pondered if he might love Sena more than she loves him.

When Gus heard me discussing trying to find a way to purchase raw milk, illegal milk, he swore he would never drink it. He will not partake in anything that hints at wrongdoing.

But Gus is by no means timid or afraid; in fact, he is daring. While he would never want to hurt another soul, he is more than willing to risk harm to himself. And yet, somehow, he almost never  gets hurt. He is the sort of rough and tumble boy you would expect to be bruised and broken, stitched and plastered, but he manages to break all of his falls, to always land on his feet.

He is so easy to be proud of, the sort of boy who will grow up to be the sort of man you would want your daughter to marry.

Happy birthday, Augustus. I love you more than you will ever know.


  1. He's a dream boat. No two ways about it.

  2. He is the sweetest boy I know (well as least as sweet as his uncle Andrew) and I am so proud of him. I love him more then he will ever know. You have done an awesome job on that boy! I love you

    1. He's a good egg. I'm glad we all get to have him round.

  3. Happy Birthday, mama and son! <3