My prodigal is my first born.
He has always been a spirited child. He is high energy and curious and takes after his mother and my slightly contentious attitude.
He is charming. He can light up a room and make someone feel good about themselves.
He is engaging. He is passionate. He gets involved in something and wants to take it on. He wants to master something and be good at it, but sometimes gets discouraged at the difficulty.
I know all mothers think their children are attractive, but my son is attractive. His big brown eyes and the puppy dog look he's mastered over the years can sway you.
He's articulate. You often don't realize he's as young as he is when talking to him because he sounds older and more mature than he really is.
He can write beautifully. There is a poet inside of him. His stories and lyrics are beautiful.
I just wanted to write some beautiful things about my prodigal to remind myself they are there.