“Could we just do my pictures without a shirt?” Hans offered half-joking.
And truly, only half joking, because my boy has been the incredibly-growing-Hans these past months. Happily, Hans is just as sweet as he is strong; just as smart as he is funny. It’s unusual to find Hans in anything but a good mood. Here’s his attempt at frowning:
The first of my children to really know what he wants to do, Hans is set on med school. He’s passionate about genetics and cell structure and all kinds of things that he tells me about and I nod my head and pretend to understand.
A voracious reader, Hans consumes dozens of novels a month, but he never misses reading the scriptures.
Grandpa Fritz is his hero because he’s so happy.
Honey or Nutella? He’ll never be able to decide which is better on toast.
He worships his older siblings and adores the younger ones.
As a little boy, Hans was dangerously allergic to nuts, milk, eggs, wheat, etc. He’s completely outgrown all of his allergies (though like a true nerd he has glasses and an inhaler).
Speaking of glasses, Hans has one of the strongest prescriptions I’ve ever seen. He can’t find his own feet without contacts.
And speaking of nerds, Hans owns it. Call him a nerd. He’ll agree.
OK, maybe one photo of those guns.
Lucky enough to share a birthday with this gorgeous girl, Hans danced his birthday away at her quinceanera.
I’m absolutely in love with this tradition; I’ll write a post on it soon (along with about thirty other backposts I need to get to!).
The Latin culture knows how to celebrate fifteen, but the rest of us? Ben put it best:
Do you know what turning fifteen means? It means everyone is going to start telling you how close you are to being sixteen. “Just one more year and you’ll be driving and dating and smoking.”
Maybe not smoking.
Anyway fifteen seems to be a countdown birthday. But don’t make it that way, enjoy fifteen because it’s a great age. You have so many good qualities that I could tell you about, but really the best one is that you are you — Hans. You are the perfect package of Hans and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
I hope you have a good birthday. You know I wish I could be there. I’ll be thinking of you all day on the 18th. Have a fabulous day and enjoy being fifteen, not almost sixteen.