Simon Robert, born May 28, 2003, is a great little boy. The imagination of a storyteller; the spirit of a warrior; and the generosity of a saint. I have been blessed to play a fairly large part in his life from the time of his birth. Simon was born big – nine pounds and eight ounces – he fought hard to get into this world. Just ask his mom! Simon was also born wise. He’s a thinker and he’s a stinker!
Simon is home-schooled, can play for hours with his peers, or sit down with an adult and have a pretty intelligent conversation. He is a great little guy! This past February, after a visit to a horse ranch on a very windy evening, he began having involuntary eye movements – similar to a tic. It has been cause for great concern to his parents and grandparents. He has been to his eye doctor, had an MRI, saw a homeopath, and even went through an intense series of acupuncture – the movement is still going on. I’m writing this because I am so proud of him – he has continued to excel in his school work and he refuses to let it impede his life.
Simon has always adored his Pop-pop, my husband, Sharpshooter. Now, Sharpshooter is a serious, no games, disciplinarian. The grandchildren know that too. When Grampa speaks, they listen. We have had our moments – more than a few! But, regardless of how many personality clashes, Simon and Grampa are best friends. Simon has learned a love for guns and collecting things from his Pop-pop. My daughter has had to put her foot down on the amount of stuff he collects – no hoarding allowed. A few weeks ago, Simon competed in a B-B gun match at one of the N-SSA regional meets – he won a gold medal in individual shooting and a silver in team shooting. He worked hard for those medals – I hope it’s the beginning of many.
I look forward to watching Simon grow up – he’s a delight and a joy, funny and all-boy! A big high-five to Simon Robert!