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day long, and not just during the actual moments of his birthday
party. Oh, well.
The gift of taekwondo belts that he's opening was from his big brother, who handed down his belts to Micah, who he thought would enjoy them. He was right--it was one of Micah's favorite gifts. And I was thankful for the maturity and grace Jared demonstrated.
The other 2 gifts were the ones from Mom & Dad. The gun was a hit (with everyone!). Micah was delighted.
To finish off the post, I'll share Micah-isms.
Most 3-year-olds (this was before his birthday): "I hate this food."
Micah: "I don't really love this food."
Most 3-year-olds: "When I get up in the morning, I want to play outside."
Micah: "When it's another wonderful day, may I play outside, please?"
Jared was telling Micah about a sporting event he attended a few months ago, about which Micah had no recollection. After Micah said several times, "I don't remember that," Jared pointed out that Micah couldn't remember, because he was taking a nap while Jared went to the soccer game with Jason. Micah pondered that for a few moments, then observed, "Yes, I remember that nap. It was a lot of hard work."
Don't you long for the days when the hardest work you had to do all day was take a nap? :D :D :D