Sometimes the truth looks more like a lie - than lie itself does

My firstborn - Róbert Örn, just turned 6 today. And I find it amazing how quickly time flies by.
Over the last year he has matured in so many ways and we are constantly seeing new elements in his character that we like.
He has a very kind personality and is a realfriend to his friends. He seems to seek out those who have a hard time fitting into the group and pulls them in with himself - saying: it's either both of us or I'm not playing along. It blesses me to see that in him.
This Easter he said the sinners prayer and he takes that really seriously... and has a tender heart for God and specially for prayer.
All in all, he is just a wonderful gift into our lifes, and makes us proud everyday.

I have to steel a few words from a song to descripe how I feel about him:

I hope you’ll dance
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger,
May you never take one single breath for granted,
GOD forbid love ever leave you empty handed,
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.

I hope you dance....I hope you dance.

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,
Never settle for the path of least resistance,
Livin' might mean takin' chances but they're worth takin',
Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin',
Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,
When you come close to sellin' out reconsider,
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.

I hope you dance....I hope you dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance.
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along,
Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone.)

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.

Dance....I hope you dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance..
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along,
Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone.)

Boy I love that little man!!!!