My Mattie is 11 years old.
He is loving and tender – hearted. He’s a little math whiz. He is funny. He is a bit of a stinker too. I’ve always said Matthew came out of the womb swinging and he doesn’t mess around. If his brothers wrong him, he’s probably just going to punch them. We’re working on it. I tell myself that someday he will be a great protector and his wife will always feel safe with him by her side. He is wonderfully content, for the past few years he just wants clay and aluminum foil for gifts. He’s artistic and creative. He loves to sleep. He loves Jesus.
We had a fun day celebrating his birthday.