Over 9 years ago, my sweet, cuddly, kind biggest boy was born. I really like him. Since him, we've added three more brothers making him the oldest of four. Sometimes this tender hearted first born gets the short end of the stick. After all, sharing with three brothers can be hard. Understanding how to wait while I help a littler boy can be hard. Choosing to be nice when a younger brother is is not can be hard.
Roman has his moments. Sometimes it's difficult to chose a right way, but more often we find him doing things like putting a smile on the face of a little brother who's frustrated that he can't play like he wants because he has a full leg cast.
I know being the oldest is a big responsibility. We pray he will continue to receive God's strength to be a great example and encourager to his little bros.
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