Here you see my Middle Boy 'E'. At the risk of sounding pompous in my blog I would like to devote this post to him and only him. The other kids will come later on sometime. This one is all about E. Being a middle boy, sometimes it's easy to feel looked over. I know E has felt this way before because he used to pull his baby brother's hair in an act of jealousy every time someone mentioned Little Boy's lovely red curly locks. E wouldn't just pull it, he would twist it up around his finger a few times and give it a good yank upwards. It was then when we (his parents) would look at each other and know that we needed to pay E a bit more attention. E likes sports. He used to spot basketball hoops in people's front driveways as we drove around town. "Hoops!" our 2 year old would verbalize almost before saying "Ma Ma and Da Da." E likes cars. He is the best in our family at recognizing and defining moving vehicles from a distance. We always know there is a nice sports car around when we hear Evan's voice from the back seat saying "sweeeet!"
E is sensitive. He has taken his Dad's deployment the hardest. E is my 'finder of things'. He is serious. He wants to achieve things. He always has a good argument up his sleeve. He loves money. He loves having a goal and working for it (usually something he is saving his money for). Incidentally he has earned a lot of money finding things for me. He loves animals, especially dogs. E is handsome and has his great grandma Fronk's beautiful blue eyes. He is shy around girls and they are not shy around him. (trouble!) He has a mean jump shot but is unfortunately very short. I love E's low giggly laugh. He likes to goof around with his older brother. Little boy wants to be just like E. E is slow to anger but when his fuse finally runs out- you better watch out! He is good to his baby sister. He is good to his mother. He misses his Father.
I love E!
