Goofus

This kid is among the funniest I have ever known...

I might just be saying that because I am his mother -- although I'm pretty sure this picture can vouch for me:

I often call him a "Goofus." It's a combination between "doofus" and "goof."

Ten things that make Jimmie loveable:

1. He puts his arm around me and squeezes me tight when I lay in bed with him.

2. When he says his prayers he is thankful for Mom and Thomas the train...quite the honor to be tied with Thomas.

3. He is SO polite: "thank you so much Mom" and "you are so welcome!" are frequented phrases.

4. He is a sweet dancer...I think he learned his moves from his dad.

5. He is a genuinely thoughtful little boy...always concerned about his brother's well being.

6. His lisp is about the best thing ever. I will cry the day he loses it.

7. He refers to himself in the third person.

8. When he sings, "I'm Trying to Be Like Jesus" it melts my heart...especially when he sings the line, "at times I am tempted to make the wrong choice."

9. He loves T. Bell hot sauce as much as his dad.

10. Insisted on watching Max's birth...kept telling my Mom, "NO, Nan. I want to see the baby!"

Picture Note: a few Sundays ago he walked around the house with his dad's old glasses on lugging his heavy scripture case and said, "I'm carrying these for Jesus!" (keep the lisp in mind)
He was pretending to be a missionary.

I LOVE my Jimmie!