OH how I adore this boy. Absolutely, positively, more than "verds," to INFINITY AND BEYOND!!! (Every time I ask, "Jax, how much does Mommy love you?" His learned response since he could barely talk is, "To infinity and beyond!!! I know, Mommy. You tell me all the time.") Well, this picture, geese. I am teary right this second, even attempting to describe how dang sockety this little dude is. How much he changed my world, how incredible it is to have a "spit-fire" like him for a buddy--son. How grateful I AM for the journey of motherhood, and the opportunity/stewardship I have to lead him, guide him, walk beside him. Wow. What an awesome and overwhelming task this is! Isn't it?!? Gosh. Just look at those beautiful eyes. So pure, so rich with true joy and excitement. How can I possibly be held accountable to cultivate more of that joy, and not squash him? Oh how daunting a task.
I love this little boy.
And I LOVE this photo. And I would love to dig into why...
Let's start with that hair. It's long.
You know why?
Because he does NOT like haircuts, and it takes lot of energy, and convincing
to close a deal like that.
So...
Haircuts are rare.
It's slightly shorter on his right side.
Know why?
Because he has a cowlick on his right side.
Just like DADDY.
Yet, his haircuts are so rare, that his OCD hair "cutter," Mommy doesn't ever remember
to leave it just a little longer on that side to accommodate
the cowlick.
Oh well. He's damn cute.
His hair has some static.
Know why?
Because this child doesn't EVER actually SIT on a couch.
his legs are always in the air, head buried in the cushions,
or he is mid-flight, as a Jedi, flying through the air.
He has a grayish tooth right in the front.
Know why?
Because he has a cousin, Sophia, who he ADORES.
They get crrrazy together. Once, a couple years ago,
they were jumping on the bathtub at Sophia's house. We heard a loud thud,
came in to find Jaxon had chipped his tooth, on the faucet.
Slowly but surely, that tooth turned gray. He has had a root-canal done on it. Yet,
there it is. It's dark. It's crazy. It's a symbol of his amazing amounts of
"energy."
He wears it proudly.
And it reminds me, every time I see it, that he is a kid and a fun-lover.
He has freckles...Angel kisses...From Uncle Andy.
Jaxon Andy Jex.
He is a "caramel" ish version of his Uncle Andy.
He laughs like Uncle Andy. He is SILLY like Uncle Andy. He has a lisp like
Uncle Andy. He is a lot like Uncle Andy.
Thank heavens.
What a tender mercy.
He has beautiful, big, chocolate-drop eyes.
They are FULL of JOY! They are anxious to see MORE of this world! They are CURIOUS, and
sincere, and see the world "according to Jaxon."
It's "Beeeyeeooouuufow."
Since he was tiny...always pointing out beautiful things in this world.
They seek for more JOY and crave adventure and excitement.
Those very eyes melted his Mommy's heart.
For the first time.
When Jaxon was born, they took him and bathed him, and brought him back all clean,
calm, swaddled, with hair combed like "President Hinckley hair."
Then those chocolate-brown eyes looked up at me, and I literally felt my heart
melt out of me through my eyes. I sobbed. And sobbed. The snorting kind.
Just looking at this little bundle of perfection, realizing he was my dream come true.
And realizing how I had never loved until that moment.
Of course, I love my Jamous, of course.
But not like this.
That was totally beyond words, description, any worldly caption just doesn't cut it.
My whole being felt the "measure of my creation."
This angel, laid in my arms, trusting me. My Heavenly Father sent him to me, trusting me.
It's all true. Unbelievable.
No words, I'll stop attempting the word thing now.
Those lippies.
They need chapstick.
I could have touched them up in Photoshop, but
nope.
This is reality. Jaxon is constantly putting chapstick on, per Mommy's request.
When concentrating, this sweetie sticks out his tongue, licks his lips, bites his lips,
hence, the ever-present red, chappy lips.
lest we forget, the thumb sucking.
And the hair twisting that accompanies, just always.
Those little tight, chappy lips don't hinder that huge smile, notice.
It's dang near cracking.
Just like we love it.
Those cheeks. OOOOh, the very site of his first "hickey"
from Mommy.
Ooops.
I couldn't help it. Those poor fleshy cheeks get bitten, A. LOT.
The ears. JUST like Daddy's.
That blue shirt, twinners with baby brother...With a "popped" collar.
Because,
"It's just cooler like that, Mom."
"You're right, buddy. I love it."
Notice the "sucked in collar bone area. Jax loves to suck his tummy in, while in the tub,
so his ribs stick out. Like the Hulk's, ya know? So, occasionally we get a taste of the "Hulk" look popping up here and there.
I. Love. This. Boy.
Can't handle it, never could.
He is too damn sockety for words, and his Mommy is Crazy for him.
Crazy!
