Caylum

IN January he was six years old. I did not forget his birthday, I was late as usual.
However on one trip to YC, He told me "Mamaw you did not Happy Birthday Me." He meant a present for me. I laughed and said "OH my goodness I didn't, did I?" We only had ten dollars so we dumped our wallets for him. He did not care, he was just happy to have a birthday present.
C is the most smiley kid you ever met. He has a permanent smile on his face. Well until you say No to candy. That face is like turning a page, from a big smile to a complete frown.
He Loves, Loves people.
At one visit to our home in R, we had company, Dave and Gwena, When D sat down , Cay was right in the chair beside him. He just wanted to love and let the rest of the world know he is here.
So what can I tell you about Cay?
One I am his grandmother, so nothing bad. Because there is really nothing to tell. He is sweet, he has the most beautiful smile, Oh yes I can think of one thing.
His Hair. No it is not bad, it is so coarse, it stands up and lays down and flops sideways. LOL
His mom calls him Floofy Hair. A good name as there is no other for it.
Cays Dad has curly hair, I believe his hair follicles could not decide which way to go so they went every way.
I used to walk in the door and he would say, "You not Papaw, You Mamaw?" I would say "Yes I am Mamaw." He wanted to get it right. He did the same thing to Papaw, "You not Mamaw, You Papaw".
In addition, he would stand there waving his little hand saying "Hewwwo Hewwwo." He is cute and he is all boy.
When Cay was born as with Et, I was recuperating from Open Heart surgery so I did not get to spend a lot of time with him. To hold and to love on him but he just knew I was Mamaw and that was all that mattered.
I am attaching photos of him as a baby, and as the floofly haired little boy,
you must agree, this is priceless. He will be a little boy for such a short time, Then a teen, then gone.
I cherish each moment I get to see him, hug him, and hold on tight.
His years are going too fast. Next year he begins school.
However he has his dads brain for number clicking. We can give him numbers and he knows the answer and he has not studied Math, AT all.
For example what is 8-6-5? He knows, Eight hundred sixty five. I sat in amazement as his Mom gave him different number combinations. He got it all right. He only began at the beginning and just knew. He was doing this at 4 or 5. David had him count backwards, He can do it.
So That is my Brag no that is my Fact.
Love you Cay.

Happy Late, Very late Birthday. Although I did call you on your Birthday and hug you and give you presents, The cake day was more important to you.