Again, the year flew by, my boys are growing up so fast. Nick has a deep manly voice and is taller than me. ( a lot taller than me) He is now a freshman in high school, and has a little teensy bit of facial hair, he says its "the Mexican" in him. He is growing into a man right before my eyes. He is in ROTC and wants to go into the air force. No matter what he does, I will support him. I love him and cherish the conversations we have on our car rides to Loma Linda, or to school. Every time I see him, I am proud. He is such a cool kid and he makes me laugh. He knows everything about computers and his knowledge on most subjects have far surpassed mine. One day, if he reads this, I want him to know how much he means to me. Nick your dad would be as proud of you as I am. I love him more than anything.
Steveo, poor thing started a new and improved school, took a bus for the first time, and made more friends. He shows compassion for anyone that appears down or upset. He has this special gift of being able to read people and has just the rights words to make people feel at ease around him. He is a wise old soul in a 9 year old body. He gets good grades, surprises me with artwork, makes me snacks, and always wants to help anyway he can. He is the sweetest boy, that warms my heart daily. With his sensitive nature he has a tendency to get his feelings hurt. I just keep reassuring him that it gets easier as you get older. I want him to remain sweet and not let any negativity harden him. I feel protective of both my boys but especially worry about Steveo these days. He is perfect and generous and I am so proud to be his mom. I love my Steveo with all my heart.