Albert's family has this tradition: They switch out the dad's first name for his middle name when the first son is born. Albert's son would have been named William Albert...had he married any other girl. It took a few hours to name Jonas. I knew I wanted a "J" name. William Jonas was born on December 27th swaddled between Christmas and Lilli's birthday.
Today Jonas turns 9. There is so much to this guy, but his sense of humor is what nakes him stand out. He loves to pull off his shirt and make his stomach dance. He loves to cross his eyes and make you smile. Jonas is not what you call an old soul. Everything he sees is completely new...even if he has seen it 5 times. He says whoa and awesome a lot. He is genuinely amazed at how stuff works. He still loves stuffed animals, pillow pets, and blankets. He also loves video games and movies. It as if Albert was cloned...I rarely see myself in Jonas, but I see him in me. I see everything he has introduced me to. I cannot walk by certain places without remembering who he introduced me to there. He has a big heart. He is loving and forgiving. I hope that never changes. I hope that I continue to learn from him about how exciting each new day is, how challenging things can be made easy if you only look at the with different eyes, and how life is really all about the dance..but I'll keep my shirt on.
~I hope you had the time of your life~
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