Stepping up

Levi wrapping the presents he bought

The past couple days my mind has been swirling around the thought that one of the many responsibilities I have in life is to be a role model to Levi.  As one of the numerous adults in his life, and more importantly, as his sister he will naturally look up to me as an example of how he should be living his life.  I am one of many role models Levi has, but that doesn't make my job any less important.  I need to live my life in a way that I would be proud to see Levi mimic in his own way.   

Levi is a sponge that absorbs everything around him.  He has a never ending thirst for knowledge and constantly amazes me with how much he knows.  He teaches me things about science and history (my worst 2 subjects) and about being kind to one another.  He has one of the biggest hearts of anyone I know. 

After church on Sunday we took Levi out so he could do his Christmas shopping while we attempted to cross off the rest of the things on our list.  We sang Christmas songs together in the car and listened as Levi told us stories about what has been going on in his life.  He told us all about the “behind the scenes” stuff that took place for the church Christmas program, and explained how hot wheels are made.  We sang Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer together.  We laughed at the jokes that only 8 year olds see the humor in, and were in awe when that same 8 year old used a word that neither one of us could have provided a definition for.  Levi carried every bag to the car without ever being asked.  He did not complain once during the whole day, even though we went to Walgreens three times.  He looked at the food choices for the kids meals and chose oranges and milk instead of fries and soda.  When we got back to our house he went straight to Mya to let her outside. 

“People never improve unless they look to some standard or example higher and better than themselves.” – Tyron Edwards

I am supposed to be a role model for this amazing 8 year old?  I guess I better step up my game! 


  1. I have a hard time remembering that I am supposed to be his role model because he is so often mine.


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