Sean was always the "picky" one. He was picky about his clothes. He was picky about his food. He was picky about his hair, his toys, his smile, EVERYTHING. Having said all that, you must realize that Lindsey is absolutely wonderful for Sean to have "picked' her. Yep. She's a great mom, a beautiful human and has a heart to match her spirit. He is so lucky to have someone like her and (just so you know, Sean) if you mess this up we are keeping her and Micah and you'll be left on the curb.
For a short time, Dawn, Mike and family lived with us and I was given the take-care-of-all-eight-of-the-kids duty. Oh man. Did I earn my angel wings. My life consisted of feeding, laundry, housework and putting out fires with every corner turned. However, since Sean was the youngest and SO not what the other kids wanted tagging along in the imaginative soda shops or army-crawling-running-and-howling-with-laughter games, I enjoyed much one-on-one time with his creative imagination. To this day, it's such a bright spot when I can catch Sean alone and hear him talk of his hopes and dreams.
You probably are thinking "Man. Linnette sure relates Dawns kids to chickens." And that would be true. Sean was pretty dang young and at the table eating breakfast when Mark in all of his wisdom said "Sean! You're eating baby chickens." Oh boy. Sean howled and hollered and FORCEFULLY let us all know that without a shadow of a doubt he would NEVER eat eggs again. He wasn't kidding. To this day he isn't an egg fan. Thanks Mark.
Sean's cup overflows with talent. And smarts. And handsome-ness. And humor. And kindness. We are lucky to share the Deason name with this boy. Micah is lucky to call him "Daddy". Dawn and Mike are lucky to call him son and most important? Lindsey is lucky to call him "Honey".
Introducing the Deason family. Watch as they learn and grow and become.
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