My Son...

I was thinking a lot today about my son James Micheal. Sometimes, I really do feel bad for the kid. He has two siblings that have many physical delays that were born after him, and then a crazy little baby sister who screams about everything, even if it is good, she screams. I was thinking man...this kid must hate his life. He has to stay home all day and help me tame my babies. Then I remembered something that was in his baby blessing. James' blessed James Micheal that he would be a help to me and his brothers and sisters. I haven't realized until today how much he has lived up to that blessing. The kid hardly ever complains about his lot in life, I mean really he always tries his hardest to do his best. He has so much compassion for them, and knows...exactly what they need. He has meant so much to me these last few years, his love and compassion for his siblings has strengthened my testimony of our family and it's purpose. I know I will be welling with tears when he starts school next year,it's going to be hard not having my ray of sunshine around. But he deserves it... I am happy he gets to go to kindergarten next year and interact with kids his age who can play,jump, and laugh just like him. I will always thank Heavenly Father for the day he gave me my son. Love ya buddy!!