Pride

This week, my heart is bursting with pride for Tayden. He is always and all around exceptional kid, but this week it was even more evident.

First, he lost his very first football game. They have been undefeated all season and lost in the second round of play offs, which happened to be single elimination and ended their season. They were one game away from the championship and it broke their hearts to miss it. But as I watched Tayden play that hard game, he never gave up. He tried harder and harder and pushed himself faster and faster. When the game was over and he came out of his team huddle, I wrapped my arms around him and told him how proud I was of him. He sank into my arms, bummed and exhausted, but with higher spirits than I expected. The loss gave us a great opportunity to talk about being a gracious winner and having more compassion for people when they lose or are feeling upset. We had the chance to talk about working your hardest and being proud when you've done your best. It really opened up alot of dialogue that we haven't had before. Considering how much I get into the games and watching him play, I can honestly say I'm grateful they lost because some really good conversations came from it.

Now, for the main reason of my bursting pride. Tayden was nominated by his peers to be on the schools hope squad. The hope squad is a group of kids that are trained to look for certain signs among their friends that signal sadness and a cry for help. Tayden was nominated because his friends feel like they can trust him, he makes people laugh and happy and his lack of judgement. Tayden really is a friend to all. He was one of the three boys in fourth grade to be selected. I am so proud that when we aren't around, he is still making good choices. He is practicing the things we are striving to teach him in the home. I am proud that his natural goodness shines through and he stays true to his values. I'm proud that he stands out among his grade for being kind and trustworthy.

Tayden will always be my first born. Which means hes my trial and error. I'm learning how to handle and raise a nine year old, but boy did I luck out. Because this kid makes it easy!