Braggin' on Brad

I hope Drew doesn't read my blog one day and get jealous that I'm bragging on his little brother but tonight, I just have to. My baby has been nominated to test into the gifted/talented program at his school and I am one proud Mama. During his basketball game today (well, when he wasn't actively playing) I filled out the 3-page questionaire about him and it was really hard not to over hype him. My grandma and I have always considered Brad to be an "old soul" in a little body and while going through the questions, I couldn't help solidify that theory.

One of the questions asked for an example of how he shows compassion and caring for others around him and I had to tell the following story:

When we lived in Decatur, he and his brother, Drew had a friend named Drew who happened to be a black boy. One afternoon after school, they'd all been playing together and Brad came in to get a drink of water and he told me, "All the kids call both Drews 'White Drew' and 'Black Drew' but I don't. I always say, 'My brother, Drew' or 'Drew C.'" As a mother, for a 7-year-old child to have seen past race and just acknowledged Drew C. as a person rather than a color absolutely melted my heart. I have always, always done my best to ensure that my children understand that we're all different and we're all unique. That every single person has something to offer in this world. I get teary-eyed to think that he's already seeing past boundaries like that at such a young age... he and his brother both have such tolerant and accepting personalities and I like to think that I had something to do with that. I could not have asked for better children than those which I have.