Now this is not where I'm going to become Sanctimommy and say that I'm going to be so much better than all of these parents. In some regards I think each of these parents are doing something right with their children. I mean, they've made it 17 years with no major incidents, right?
My biggest prayer is that Thomas becomes a confident, responsible and respectful young man. Whether he does that as a plumber or the person who cures cancer is not up for me to decide or dictate. He will choose many paths in his life--career, family, college, etc.--but my husband, my family and I are responsible for helping to shape the character through which he will make those decisions.
No pressure, Mom.
I can't say that I'm exactly worried about the kid. He's got a slew of people looking out for him and ready to support and love him. Four generations of folks looking after that sweet little face.
"The Gang" at Thomas' baptism
Me, my dad and my great-grandmother with Thomas. My grandfather (her son) passed away one week before Thomas was born.
Not to mention, he's got a momma who will beat the tar out of anyone that messes with him.
Don't let the smile fool you; she'll cut cha!
Oh that boy. Wherever will he go?