I'm the best at nothing

I am beginning to feel the same naive excitement you feel after climbing the starting hill of a roller coaster, realizing you have zero control of your physical safety. You basically accept your limited knowledge of gravity and kinetic energy while throwing caution to the wind and lifting both hands in blissful ignorance. There is a trust in an unseen engineer and a hope of a joyful thrill ride.

Young males have a greater chance of injury because they are predisposed to high risk behavior. When I worked at a brain and spinal cord injury hospital, these statistics became reality. Boys have an initial confidence in everything, providing them with a platform to jump before thinking. Now this isn't a universal truth, but I see the same hubristic attitude in my firstborn son, which finally illuminated my antithetical reflection. In other words, I have grown in experience, and my experience has led me to realize I know nothing.
For starters, I had no idea my LinkedIn profile stated I was currently teaching English at a local university. An insane amount of slander currently exists in our world! Forgive my oversight and lack of attention to detail.  I began to replace my diaper-changing hat with my rusty resumé critique helmet, and I remembered how I was taught to market myself. Selling our profiles and resumés is a full-time job; one where we begin to believe our own advertising: we are the best at everything.
I was ignorantly confident with my firstborn, which is probably why he is reflecting that same presumption now. I may have gathered "helpful tips" or become less "overwhelmed" because of built-up callouses, but every child, every season, every moment is full of humble novelty. There is no perfect pattern, no preemptive measurements, and no playbook. Like the pattern of the wind, my children change my presumptions daily. Yet this uniqueness keeps looking to the source of the weather.
If we are fulfilling a God-ordained role, our confidence stems from knowing Him. He is the best at everything, so knowing and trusting him with our circumstances fuels energy and tenacity that far outweighs a weather vane.
I may not know what the next hour holds, but all signs point to anything goes, and He will be more than sufficient for each day's work.

Get up, drink coffee, repeat.

He's emulating Levi more than anyone else. 

Speaking of... this sweet boy went on a special date to Target and loved every second of it!

I wanted to remember this moment, he gets so captivated by his audiobooks and legos that he doesn't know anyone else exists.  

There does seem to be a natural physical pattern to these boys. Start with rolling, move to airplane, next we should see planks before crawling!

I may not know anything, but I will keep learning these boys hearts as long as I  live. 

Captivated by Daddy's bedtime stories. I believe we are on chapter 9 of "The Three Muskateers"

Another captivating truth: my boys will do much for a homemade cookie. 

I do know that someone is teething!

And these boys are great sharing books. 

Luca will be undergoing follow-up surgery to check his subglottic hemangioma and double check the rest of his head and neck area a week from Tuesday. I am confident that we'll be in good hands!
Levi is also excelling with is new leg brace. His appointments have occurred without hiccups, and he's the best at showing off his growing skills!

We all have nothing and everything to lose without knowing who keeps us going.

~Nothing Buster