Okay, so it was really yesterday.
But I realize that now he's 14 and having Mom write stuff about you and post it on the internet isn't nearly as cool when you're 14 as when you're 11.
Of course, writing a cool tribute to his 11 year old brother and ignoring him wouldn't have been cool either. He was here first, after all.
I really did give this a lot of thought.
So I'll compromise and make this quick.
Michael is intense. There is never a dull moment when he's around.
He is smart, handsome, athletic.
He truly shines in a room full of adults. We get loads of compliments about his intelligence, sense of humor, manners, and maturity.
He questions with boldness. Everything. This will be a wonderful trait once it isn't us he's questioning and challenging, but my main reason for homeschooling him all those years was, after all, to teach him to think for himself. The fact that it comes back to bite me so often shouldn't have been a surprise.
Little known fact about Michael: he's an excellent cook and has been for years. And not just following a recipe, but knowing how to tinker with it to make it even better.
Okay, I've already said too much.
Happy birthday, big guy - you also rock very much!