West TX Boy

I can't say that all boys in West Texas dream of playing football and farming, but this one of ours sure does. 

He can kick the football pretty good for 4 years old. He will kick it and run and pick it up, and then run in for a touchdown with his hands in the air! Ha! Then he'll kick it back the other way! And do it over again! 

When I was younger I would dream of what my son would look like, not knowing if I would really even have one. 

Jaxon is everything I've ever dreamed of in a boy. I love how he looks like his Daddy, and when he wakes up he asks "Where is Daddy?" then I can see him thinking to himself about the farm life. He has always told me he wants to be a farmer or a rancher, like Paw Paw; those are his go-to answers, but the other day he told me he wanted to be a football player. I love to see him dream about things. He is the epitome of a boy: smells bad, dirt under his fingernails all the time, does nasty things, and is always ready to say a joke or laugh really loud at a joke. He loves superheroes, making his cars go fast, and his favorite thing is aggravating his sisters. He's all boy. 

Y'all, he has stolen my heart for good.