Friday, July 15, 2011

Eleven

Is the age I have been dreading for this boy. Ten still seems like a little boy, but eleven is different in my mind, And I don't like it. My date with Max for his birthday this year was predictable. To Taco Bell of course and to buy a new pair of shoes. His two favorite things, bean burritos and new shoes! This year he had his eyes on a pair of rezigs. He also bought a BYU underarmor shirt and bracelet with his birthday money from his grandma. That is one thing about Max, he knows EXACTLY what he wants.

Max has been playing a lot of baseball this summer. He was on the Jet's superleauge team and then on the Dodgers for Lindon city. This past week we spent every day watching him play in his state tournamet. His team took 2nd in State and he played awesome! You should see him pitch.



Being Eleven means that he is no longer a cub scout. This weekend Max went on the 11 year scout campout. Doesn't he look so CUTE & prepared? His Dad practiced putting up his tent with him in the yard and helped him get all ready. I must of thought about him 1000 times wondering how he was doing.



Happy Birthday Max! I LOVE YOU!!!!

*I love that you insist that I make you a sandwhich the minute you walk through the door because you are always STARVING!

*I love that you wipe your shoes clean every morning before you go anywhere and keep them in perfect condition.

* I love to hear the ball bouncing in the house from morning until LATE at night. Emilee said that "if you don't make the NBA she is going to be ticked because all of the sleep she misses because of you shooting hoops and bouncing the ball off the walls at night."

* I loved listening to you give your talk today in primary about the temples. You stood up there and told the whole thing from memory even though you really wanted to just read it. (You still will listen to your mom.)

* I love that you try your best at everything you do. You are an amazing student at school, you give your best at every game you play in, and your lawn mowing skills are getting pretty impressive.

* And you are a one in a million brother to 4 sisters. When I ask Jayne who her favorite babysitter is she says you. She calls you "honey" and lights up when you walk in the door. You are so patient with all of them and they each LOVE you!

Out of all the little boys in the world.... How was I lucky enough to get you?

3 comments:

Kelly said...

Was it not just yesterday that we had our two chubby boys down in st. george on our girls trip? Where has the time gone? He looks so big and grown up and so handsome! I wanna know how do your kids know what they want for birthdays? My kids have NO IDEA ever. I bet you rock the shirt shoes and bracelet. You must get a pic of him decked out in his attire! We Love you Max. I cant wait to play with you at the beach. xoxo

JaMie HeApS said...

1 HOLLY SCHMOLLY!!! HAPPY BDAY MAXY! we got our fingers crossed too that you make it to the nba:) my boys jsut love you and were wonderign ifyou could babysitt them in laguna? we love you!

Gwen said...

Oh my Gosh, Max you are taller, thinner, and more handsome than ever! No wonder you need a sandwich every time you walk in the door, you are growing so fast. I saw you for a minute tonight and I forgot to ask you about you scout sleep over. How was putting up your own tent? Max your Mom and Dad are always so proud of you! Keep that going forever. Grandpa and I love you!