When our kids were younger, we would always try to be positive in anything that they did. We would praise their accomplishments like making the honor roll, entering the Reflections Contest, winning the spelling or geography bee, etc... Anything that they had worked for, we would try to acknowledge it in a big way. We would put a sign in the yard, buy a cake/giant cookie, go to their favorite restaurant or something that would let them know that we were proud of them.
When Paul was 11, I took a computer class at the local community college. It was a 2 morning a week, 3-4 week class. At the end of the course, we received a certificate with our name that stated that we had successfully completed the class. I brought it home and left it in on the table.
I had a small wooden chest in our bedroom that I kept cross stitch material, thread, and assorted frames and mats. Nothing fancy, just some odds and ends. When I came back that afternoon, my certificate was laying on the kitchen counter. Paul had gotten a frame out of the chest and 'framed' my certificate. He wanted me to know that he was proud of me.
Paul, you have always been a very thoughtful young man. You are a good husband, father and son. We love you very much.
Happy birthday Paul.
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