This is Dylan, my middle child. He turned 15 on April 24, and is known for his cool long hair and his quiet charm. I look at these big blue eyes, and those broad shoulders... and I remember a sweet baby that that used to giggle his way to sleep. A baby that was so easy to care for, smiled all the time, could figure out how everything worked and fit together after careful study, and like his brother could speak in complete sentences and knew his alphabet, numbers, colors, shapes and many songs before he was 2 years old. He has always been quiet around others but uproariously funny with his family, laughs until his eyes water and falls off the chair, can somehow get all of us to wait on him, can do anything with a computer, has impeccable taste in music and loves life.
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Kid #2
This is Dylan, my middle child. He turned 15 on April 24, and is known for his cool long hair and his quiet charm. I look at these big blue eyes, and those broad shoulders... and I remember a sweet baby that that used to giggle his way to sleep. A baby that was so easy to care for, smiled all the time, could figure out how everything worked and fit together after careful study, and like his brother could speak in complete sentences and knew his alphabet, numbers, colors, shapes and many songs before he was 2 years old. He has always been quiet around others but uproariously funny with his family, laughs until his eyes water and falls off the chair, can somehow get all of us to wait on him, can do anything with a computer, has impeccable taste in music and loves life.
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