a testament to the golden age

jack turned eight.  and in reflecting on the year, eight is really a golden age! he's developed a lot of confidence, a funny sense of sarcasm, an appreciation for physical affection sometimes, mastery and perserverance in soccer, and he finally stopped sucking his thumb.  but most importantly, he stopped complaining about church, he answers questions in his primary class, is often the first to remember scripture stories, and has learned how to be reverent in church rather than bored.  It's a neat testiment to the age of accountability.

the golden age has really show-cased his talents. we've always known about his smile that brightens any room.  he is also agile and fast. (he was the star of his flag football team this year.)  he's very inquisitive in an unembarassed way.  (we were at someone's house who had a framed family history portrait collection and he asked, 'what president is that?')  he is an excellent reader and is often chosen to demonstrate math problems for the class.  and one of the talents that i've recently been trying to decide how to help him utilize is his impressive talent for description.  (through health ailments, he has descriptions that could only be prescribed by a doctor.)  this year stands as a testament to the golden age... eight is great!