Any takers? Mailboxes were never closer when John and Anna were learning to drive. I had a good 5 year reprieve from instructing new drivers, but here we are again! And, I honestly can hardly believe it.
FIFTEEN! Jett is one of a kind. He always has been. The thing that can drive me crazy about him is also the same thing that makes me adore him: He never sees a request as unreasonable nor an idea as unrealistic. He’s been this way his whole life. Whether it was him asking, “Think we can go to Universal in the next few weeks?” And, Kris somehow making it happen. Or asking to be taken to places that are clearly wayyy out of the way…..and somehow it’s accommodated. To requesting to go to the store to buy everything you need to make a Wolverine helmet or an entire Iron Man suit or an entire outdoor planet painting station or ask for an entire room dedicated to just your Legos. Most every seemingly illogical ask gets met with a yes. Not all of them. But soooo many of them.
My dad recently commented to me about something I was doing for Jett: “Dusty, most parents wouldn’t do what you’re doing.” I responded, “I’m not most parents.” But the truth is, I am. I should have just said, “Jett Takle isn’t most kids.” He has somehow learned how to make his wishes a reality.
And, while that can drive me crazy at times, I love that he doesn’t think something is beyond reach. That same mind that believes nothing is impossible is the same mind that will say, “I’m going to learn to play drums today,” and actually do it. It’s the same mind that can research how to build or create something, make a list of materials he needs, and then bring it to life. His insatiable desire to learn and apply what he learns amazes me. He’s a dreamer, but he puts in the work to make those dreams come to life.
Jett Takle, I love you so very much.
I love how you always ask, “When will dad be home?” Not because you necessarily need him for something. But because you just love being around him.
I love how you look up to your brother and sister and call them for advice.
I love how you love your friends. You are a great friend.
I love how you love live music! You are SO much fun to take to concerts.
I love how you love playing guitar and drums. I love taking you to Record Heaven and Guitar Center. I don’t love staying in there for HOURS though. But I love that YOU can.
I love how you love your Norwegian and Swedish roots and think you’ll live over there one day.
I love how you are the funniest one on our group family text. (John and Anna have accepted it.)
I love how you dream of what you want to do when you graduate, and you never limit yourself.
I love that you STILL love explaining science and space to me.
I love that you can watch the same documentary several times.
I love that you love to learn how things work.
I love how ask for big things. And, I love how you calmly accept disappointment.
And, I love how you aren’t afraid to talk to me about ALL the things.
I couldn’t love you more if I tried.
I can’t wait for dad to teach you how to drive. Okay, just please don’t get upset when I yell in the car. We’ve got this.
Happy Birthday, Bud. This is going to be a fun one. And, don’t think I won’t soak up my last year of driving and riding with you ALL over kingdom come.
I love you so so much, Jett Takle.
Love,
Mom
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