Today is our son's Hyrum's birthday. I won't say how old he is; I will just say the it makes it increasingly hard for me to claim to be 29. For years, I had my grandchildren convinced that Grandma was only 29. When their mother reached that age and more, the grandchildren became skeptical of Grandma's claims.
But enough of that.
Hyrum is a son any parent would be proud of. Larry and I are no exception. Hyrum has a sharp mind, an engaging personality, and a cute, if sometimes naughty, sense of humor. (Where did he get that from?) He also has a strong sense of morality and integrity.
When his older brother was going through a really hard time, Hyrum invited him to go on an all-expense paid trip to Mexico. They had chocolate wraps, ate fine food, and didn't miss their mother at all!
Joy for today: loving Hyrum.