My son is six and cannot read.
A year ago I stopped trying to make him.
For months it bothered me, his lack of desire and then it stopped.
He will learn in his own time my friends reminded me.
His passions are different from my girls...
He runs wild with the geese.
He dives into nine feet water, swimming without floats and without fear.
He works alongside his daddy and gets covered in dirt and grime.
He knows the names of every tool.
He takes apart his toys and puts them together again.
He whistles with his tongue.
He, compassionately loves on little ones.
He prefers water over juice or any other beverage.
He has an obsession with cowboy boots, particularly the red ones.
He protects us from creepy crawlies.
He hugs his mommy first thing in the morning, before anything else.
He, this little boy asked me today if I could teach him how to read!
He reminds me that God can do anything!