It's pretty hard to top the Anniversary present that Mrs. Jogger and I got seven years ago. Of course, we planned ahead for that one. Our anniversaries tend to sneak up on us, so we don't have time to get the kind of present we got for our fourteenth anniversary.
The littlest Little Jogger turns seven today. Going on 15. He is, by far, the smartest of the six of us. He reads and does math at the third grade level, at least. He has a tremendous imagination, and no compunction about sharing the things that he makes up. For Cub Scouts, the boys made puppets, and each was to put on a little show, using the puppets he made. The Little Jogger went first, and no one wanted to go second, because he was a pretty tough act to follow.
He's a good kid, and a lot of fun to be around. He does sometimes have trouble staying on task. He'll be looking for his backpack, to get ready for school, and he'll find something that interests him, and he'll just wander off to play with it. But he's a lot of fun, and we're glad that we have him.
A December Evergreen
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