Since Griffin was a little boy, this has been one of my favorite quotes. In my eyes, it is such a delightful, sweet reminder. It has never been more true than current days. He is growing up and maturing, yet he is a boy learning to navigate all of the changes he is going through. The beautiful thing is, Griffin is not in this alone. The Lord is always with him to help guide his path. I've recently discovered this quote is actually the beginning line of this sweet poem:
Between the innocence of babyhood and the dignity of manhood, we find a delightful creature called a boy. Boys come in assorted sizes, weights and colors, but all boys have the same creed: to enjoy every second of every minute of every hour of every day and to protest with noise when their last minute is finished and the adults pack them off to bed at night.
A boy is truth with dirt on his face. Beauty with a cut on its finger, wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and hope of the future with a frog in its pocket.
When you want him to make a good impression, his brain turns to jelly, or else he becomes a savage jungle creature bent on destroying the world.
A boy is a composite - he has the appetite of a horse, the digestion of a sword swallower, the energy of a pocket-size atomic bomb, the curiosity of a cat, the lungs of a dictator, the imagination of a Paul Bunyan, the shyness of a violet, the audacity of a steel trap, the enthusiasm of a fire cracker, and when he makes something he has five thumbs on each hand.
Nobody else gets so much fun out of trees, dogs and breezes. Nobody else can cram in one pocket-a half eaten apple, three feet of string, two gum drops, six cents, a sling shot, a chunk of unknown substance and a genuine supersonic ring with a secret compartment.
A boy is a magical creature - he is a freckled face, pint sized, bundle of noise. You may be able to lock him out of your kitchen, but you can't lock him out of your heart.
- Author Unknown
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