This week we've spent our mornings at the pool and he has shown me just a glimpse of what the future holds for me as the mother of this thrill-seeker.
He is fearless. In his mind, there is no height too high or stunt too dangerous.
And what amazes me is the things that he can do with his body. His daddy says he's just one big muscle. And that's pretty much true. Anyone who has wrestled with him will testify to that.
And then there are the flips he is now doing off the side of the pool. We've talked about how concrete and skulls don't mix. We've talked about Humpty Dumpty (who he argues was put back together with duct tape), but still he is undaunted and unafraid.
And though there is that wild side, there's the tender side too.
The side that adores his little sister (that is of course when he is not in direct competition with his little sister. That is a different story).
I love looking at life through his eyes and watching how he lives out each moment: with zeal, determination and pure joy.