Friday, February 18, 2011

Shane, Jesse, and Alex in a nutshell.

Shane... The sweetest kid I'll ever know. He has the voice of an angel. When he cries your heart will melt. When he laughs, your heart will melt. It's like he came to this earth dipped in powdered sugar. Yes, he has a rebellious side. He likes to live on the edge from time to time. He likes to "choose" the wrong once in a while in order to remain unpredictable and exciting. Shane LOVES his big brother. It's always, "Jess, look at this, Jess watch this". Shane's favorite place in the house is on the floor, in the kitchen where the heat comes out of the vent. He LOVES to be tickled as hard as you can manage until he cries and gets mad at you - only to ask for it again. He is a bit obsessive about a few things: His socks, saying "excuse me", his hair not looking messy, his chair being the perfect distance from the table while he eats, and his pants not being too tight or too lose. Oh, and when we check out motorhomes, he has to look under every toilet seat. These are just the tip of the iceberg but we only have so much space on this page. Shane is the definition of endearing. He has stolen my heart and I will let him keep it forever.

1 comment:

Papa John said...

I think the world of you too, Shaner.
As your grandpa, I love coming to visit you. I know what your mother is saying about tickling...and then do it again.
You are the first grandchild to ask me to "be a monster", and then the first to ask me, "don't be a monster anymore grandpa".
If we looked in the dictionary to see the definition of "sweetness", it would simply say, Shane Charles.