This boy had a pretty great birthday- the highlight was going to see Newsies as a family in Denver at the Buell Theater. The Buell sits directly next to Boettcher Concert hall, and we all gave a fond wave to the backstage door Grace got to go through last August when she performed with the Colorado Symphony. We had actually bought tickets to Newsies and gave them as Christmas gifts- a great tradition that we will do again next year, I think. Such a memorable gift. Anyway, I purposely chose March 31 for the date to see the show so that we could double up on the celebrating on the day Gideon turned 12. We have been listening to the Newsies soundtrack for weeks now, and Jude and Truman like to dress like newsies now. Sometimes Gideon lets them borrow his hat. The show was amazing and we have continued to listen to the soundtrack when we clean the house each day. I promise, it makes each cleaner work twice as fast, that is, unless they get distracted dancing.
Gideon is so much fun. I'm serious. Incredibly funny, witty, cracking jokes all the time, but old enough to know now to not draw attention to them and just wait to see if people notice. Great worker, smart as can be, fun to be around. He loves football and sports and watches them mostly with his grandpa, and throws a football with friends at every opportunity he gets. The second church is over, actually, he and his friends pull out the football and start up a game. He loves music, all kinds of styles, and plays piano well, really, really well. He has perfect pitch and has great rhythm and creativity when he improvises. He's a great big brother and loves all the funny things his younger siblings say and do. And, recently I have discovered when things don't go well for him, or a situation is not the way he likes it, he toughens up and goes through it with a smile, not letting on to anyone that he's disappointed. As if to say, "That's life, and I can't do anything about this, so I may as well go through with a smile to make the best of things." I wish his handwriting were better, and I wish he was a better speller, but he's taken it on himself this year in school to put a concerted effort into both and we've both seen the big improvement. On several occasions I have seen him praying for his sisters when he didn't know I was watching. My heart melted into a puddle. I have a feeling this boy will make many, many, people's hearts melt into a puddle throughout his lifetime. He's just that kind of a guy. I love him.