It’s really hard to believe. (It's true---it goes by really fast!!)
Samuel means “asked of God”. Kody means “cushion or pillow”…(we changed it to “comfort”.)
He was our sixth. Not that we were asking for more….we just weren’t NOT asking (if you know what I mean).
I had determined in my heart, during this pregnancy, that I was going to enjoy this baby. And it’s a good thing I did! He was a fussy, sickly baby. It took 5 other brothers and sisters plus 2 parents to raise him. J
One of our favorite stories about him is when he was about 3, he would wake up really early in the morning, starving, I presume. He would walk into our room, stand by the bed, and look me in the face (really closely) until I woke up….startled! Then, in his forever-deep voice, he’d ask, “Can you get me some ce-rel (cereal).” I got really good at sending him to ask a sibling. Anna was the best at getting up, fixing Kody a bowl and then heading back to bed.
Today, he’s a strong, healthy young man seeking God’s heart. He plays the guitar outstandingly well, is a leader among his peers, and is a very hard worker.
We’re excited to see how God continues to grow him. In the meantime, he still lives on cereal (and hamburgers, and chicken fried steak (when he can get it), and hot dogs, and whatever else we can find to keep him filled up!)