Number One.

One year ago, I posted this,

for The First's Birthday post:

For Bleeps Sake boy!
God reached down and blessed you, with so much of the "It Factor" you could pass your pretty sparkle Rainbow Fish Scales, out to the entire sea and Still. Oooze. 'It'. For. Days. So... enough already. Get out there and Announce Yourself, to the world.

Out of many posts, the above quote still remains one of my favorites.  And maybe you didn't get the opportunity to read your post from last year, as you certainly let your scales rust, over the following 8 months.  But I feel... like THIS year... is THE year. 

Be prepared:

The world is about to present itself to you.

You have to be, a matter of inches/moments, from finding your bliss.  A career, a path, an opportunity is floating above your pretty little head... almost ready, for you to discover.

So here we go... get psyched up.

Take off those shades, open those sparkling, charming, convincing lil eyes.. and really take a good, hard, long look. Let's make some plans.

Are you smart?? Yes. Like a fox.

Are you adorable?? Check. Obviously.

Are you a crafty son of a gun?? For shiz.

Are you clever enough to sell a line of bull to a rancher?? Uhh.. fool me once, we know a Tru-er statement has never been uttter-ed.

Are you sweet as honey?  Absolutely, you gotta be to keep us all hooked.

So once again, read carefully, as I declare:

For Bleeps Sake boy!
God reached down and blessed you, with so much of the "It Factor" you could pass your pretty sparkle Rainbow Fish Scales, out to the entire sea and Still. Oooze. 'It'. For. Days. So... enough already. Get out there and Announce Yourself, to the world.

Read a life-changing book. Take a life-changing trip.  Plan a life-changing adventure. Pick up a new life-changing hobby (which sadly, is NOT practicing basketball in an attempt to beat your uncle in Shelbyville... though Coach thinks you're SUPER cute and amusing for pretending!)

You can craft a better you. 

I totally believe.

We don't refer to you as The First, for nothing.

Happy Birthday, Junior Groomsmen.

We Heart the bejesus outta You.