The Big 1-0

He's ten today. He makes me smile every day. He tells me every day that he loves me and that I'm the most beautiful mommy in the world, and I know he means it. He is the self-proclaimed man of our house, and he is not afraid to kill the spider (or whatever creepy-crawly might present itself). He loves Jesus and loves memorizing scripture and he's not afraid to tell people about Him. He's shown me that I can do the "dad" things like play catch (hey, Mom, you don't throw like a girl at all!), teach him about baseball and football (the sports I love and actually know a thing or two about), and see what the scary noise is that he hears in the dark. He makes me see myself as he sees me - better than I see myself. He challenges me, along with his sisters, and makes me stand a little taller and prouder. He cracks me up regularly. He's my bud, my dude, my Tim. Happy Birthday, son!