I sometimes refer to Kainoa as my lovable Great Dane.
He’s got limbs for days so on the outside he appears to be a big dog, but on the inside he’s still a pup in training. He’ll still knock over your unsuspecting baby. If we’re on our way to visit I will call ahead and have you wrap up your fine China and secure your wall hangings.
I prepped his Kindergarten teacher for his arrival by making jokes about the number of margaritas I would owe her at the end of the year.
About halfway through she was all, “You were wrong about him! He might still be learning about rules and classroom dynamics, but he’s got such spirit! I hope he never changes!”
When Kainoa was four I wrote that “He is intent only on finding joy in everything he does.”
And it’s still true. He wants to have a good time.
He hasn’t changed.
I just wish his mission to find joy did not also include breaking everything he touches. Or a diet of only sugar. And I wish talking about punching me in the face did not bring him so much joy.
We’re still working on some things.
Happy seventh birthday Kainoa!