Dax turned Nine Years Old clear back in October. And truly, nine is old! Ask Tyler. He has been waiting almost ten long years for a spark of independent interest in sports to surface in at least one of the boys. The spark has finally been struck in Dax. Whew. Although I have to admit it doesn't burn quite as brightly as the Interest in Star Wars Spark. Or Obsession. Potato Patoto. In the past year Dax has really started to love basketball and football and plans to go pro in both sports. He will play for the Miami Dolphins during his off-season with the Bulls. So of course I'm really looking forward that. Bo Jackson who? That is one of the many things I love about my boy. For him, the possibilities are always endless. He can grow up to do anything and he is always excited about whatever it is he is involved in. In world where kids grow up way too fast, he is still happily a kid.
He and Tyler played one-on-one almost every night last summer and his interest hasn't faded yet. He asked for a new Bulls jersey for his birthday and tickets to see them when they come to town. I have some very cute video footage documenting said one-on-one games but my computer is uncooperative. It makes me want to swear, as a matter of fact.
He also played and loved Flag Football this fall. Tyler was the team coach. The Dolphins won some and lost some, but no matter the score they rocked it each and every game.
Daxon is also going to write a novel. Not someday. Today. He's been working on it for a while now. It's actually a series called The Storm Children. He's going to send it to publishers over and over until someone loves it. After all, that's what JK Rowling did. You know I love a bookworm.
He's done a little skateboarding
And he is becoming quite the fisherman.
This might be my favorite picture of Dax from the past year. Fishing with Grandpa Dave on the Big Lost River in Makay
He caught the first fish that day with his new pole:)
And then there is the intense love of all things Star Wars. Especially unmentionably ugly t shirts that shame me. He had a Star Wars movie party for his big day. Return of the Jedi on the projector screen with lots and lots of pop, candy and friends.
But lest you think Daxon is all sunshine, rainbows and awesome math tests after this braggy post, let the record also state that he has been known to stomp his foot at me until I would like to remove it and has started muttering under his breath when he thinks my back is turned. As I said, he is still a kid, although I can see the teenage years coming and I'm not that excited. But I do so love this oldest boy. Happy Birthday Dax!
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