john first

There is a lot of significant news going on in the world right now, but in my little corner of the world we had a significant event of our own yesterday.

John turned one.  He's a bruiser of a baby, and just beginning to walk.  John's world revolves around his family, his next meal, and how many things he can get into explore in the first minutes after his feet hit the floor every day.

John has a sunny disposition.  John has a temper.  John looks at how we open things and immediately is able to figure out how we did it and repeat it. 

That means there is going to be a lot of drawers and doors duct taped shut around here.  Until he figures out how to peel tape.  He's already a master at tearing paper.  Off packages (good), pages from Gramps' mechanic manuals (not so good). 

He is the only grandchild who single handedly dismantled his own party decorations.  After the celebration yesterday, he tore down his banner, pulled the centerpiece off the table, and kept us all scrambling to put stuff closer to the ceiling, out of his reach.

I look at John and see the future.  The possibilities.  The world will one day be John's.

And just maybe John will make the world a better place.

Happy Birthday John.