The Daily Hailey

I cannot believe that Dekker is eight. Cannot believe it. My first born, Dekker Thomas, came into the world after a beautiful day of labour, mercy, rest, and birth. You can re-read his story here if you’d like. I don’t need to. Its imprinted in my mind like it happened yesterday.

Look at those three kids. We knew nothing. Neither Brady or I had ever even changed a diaper. Dekker was our guinea pig baby, and he was the most graceful, content little man for the job. We were, and continue to be SO blessed to have him as our son.

His last year has been FULL, of change and growth and learning.

Dekker floated beautifully through grade two, and is ready for some grade three action! He likes number work more than letter work, but he works hard at everything he tries. Work ethic is not lost on him. I think he got that from his dad. He LOVES to help, to do jobs, and to take care of Waverly in any way he can.

I’ve said before, Dekker is an old soul. I stand behind that.

He is my most sensitive child to date, and while sometimes thats a challenge, its also such a beautiful quality. It means he feels big. He has always been this way, and in these years of him growing up and maturing, I’m seeing how he cares for others in a different way than some might. He is an absolute gem.

I asked him the other day if he figured, one day, he might be too nig to snuggle with me. He got kind of a critical look on his face and quietly asked “Why would you say that?” Thank goodness!!!

I am SO proud of you, Dekker!! You are an AMAZING son, brother, and friend. Our family NEEDS you! We all love you so much!! Happy birthday!