At ten, he is funny, thoughtful and very sweet.
At ten, he loves being with his friends and together they make each other laugh with gross things.
At ten, he loves Minecraft (all over again) and Pokemon and he still loves Lego and the Muppets.
At ten, his favorite movie is Muppet's Most Wanted. We went to see it together at the cinema.
At ten, he loves talking in funny voices and making us laugh.
At ten, he sometimes pushes the boundaries and my buttons too.
At ten, he is smart and loves books, especially graphic novels.
At ten, he loves drawing and art. He says when he grows up he wants to be a comic book artist.
At ten, he likes having money in his wallet.
At ten, he is joyful, though sometimes melancholy, he wants more independence and a hug, he struggles with big ideas and small ones too. At ten, he is great at empathizing but, is easily hurt and finds the world cruel sometimes.
At ten he has the best laugh, deep and whole-hearted. At ten, one whole decade later, I can't believe how lucky I am to call him my son. I love him so.