Happy EIGHTH birthday, Rocco!
You are such a good little man. I like being your dad. You are strong, kind, considerate, polite, brave, bold, and 100% boy.
You have my eyes and my nose and I enjoy seeing myself when I look at you.
Last school year, every work day, you would politely knock on my door and ask if you may come in and get our trash and then inevitably ask, "Since I'm already in here, may I use your bathroom?"
You love riding your bike on the street, but always ask for permission before doing so.
You like helping with the dishes at night as long as you are able to stand on the counter top so that you can put the dishes away.
You are solid muscle. You have six pack abs and a smile on your face. You are like a velvet covered brick: strong and dependable and soft and pleasant to be around.
During Taki time, you always choose whatever Finneas picked. If I ask you before Finneas, you look over at him to see what kind he wants. You like being his sidekick. You two are quite the dynamic duo.
You like climbing on me at night when we're singing and praying before bed. You also like to receive your nightly hug and kiss.
You are a canon ball for the Kingdom. You will change the shape of things without being changed by them.
You pray most nights to drive a dump truck or a motorcycle and to teach your kids about the Gospel when you grow up.
You love church and like when the men separate out after service to be taught how to sing their parts. You make friends easily and have a blast sitting by and playing with all the kids at church on Sundays after service.
You sleep hard, but have been staying up more often during Story Club. When you do fall asleep, I get the privilege of carrying you down the stairs and tucking you in.
You like to wrestle and have recently bested both a neighorhood kid and a friend at church who were older than you. You have good grip strength and are hard to knock over. You are no push over, but are pleasantly disposed to accommodate others. You are like a sturdy solid gate that keeps everyone safe by keeping the bad guys out, but lets the good stuff pass through. "Men may be better than gates," as Aragorn once said, but you, my friend, are both.
You are a good man. I like being around you and like having you around and about. You are a good friend and a fun person to talk to. You ask good questions and stick around to hear the answers. You are thoughtful and faithful.
I like you and I love you and I'm so glad I get to celebrate these days with you as your dad.
I am very proud of you.
I love you, Rocco.
Happy Birthday!
Dad