Braden turned 12, Oct. 1rst. Yesterday he became a deacon. He's a great kid. I'm a lucky Mom. A couple of weeks ago he had his first dance at middle school. He says he hated it. He probably did. School is easy for him. He loves animals. He has a tender heart, and hates to see people being deliberately mean in which case he won't put up with it for long. He's very responsible and I never have to get him out of bed in the morning, no matter how early he has to get up. He teases his siblings a little too much but he obviously loves them. He's lost without Caib and hates it when Caib isn't home to pester, fight with or love. It's fun to watch him play with Chance, he's a great big brother. He's not to sure how to take all the pure princess stuff that Aubree throws out. But he loves to tease her. I love to watch him talk to Oaklee. He loves sports, especially baseball but, because of his concern for the underdog he makes a lousy wrestler. I'm O.K. with that. He's a great cowboy and lives to ride. He loves guns, holsters, saddlebags, cinch straps, spurs, gloves, and chaps. He loves the mountains. Have a great year Braden!