Jake ~ aka Jakey Man

Jake is our only son. Our boy. Our only child to carry on the Seagraves name.

He has such a sweet and loving spirit.

He has a kind heart and other kids always love him.

He loves the Lord and people. He always remembers to pray for those who are sick or need help. I love this about him.

He loves his sisters and worries about them wherever we go.

His best friend is Madison, his older sister, and he loves spending time with her.

He was only 16 months when I was put on bed rest with the triplets. He was 20 months old when they were born. 3 babies born at once is all he has ever known. I remember when a friend of ours had a baby he said, "Mom, they only had one baby." Like there was something wrong!

I will always have a bit of guilt because he was pushed to the side when the triplets were born. We didn't mean to but they were so much work that he had to learn to wait for things.

Because of us neglecting him he learned to play by himself and learned patience!

He loves to be home with us. He even asked if he could home school college. I truly believe Online classes were invented for children like him!

He loves to play outside.

He is funny. Really funny. He says and does some of the funniest things. I would like to share a few of those stories with you below:

One night Wes and I were sitting in the living room. Jake came downstairs from his bath wearing only his pajama bottoms. We couldn't help but notice the water glistening off his shoulders. Then we noticed his stomach and back were all wet. AND there was shampoo in his hair A LOT of shampoo...I am talking bubbles dripping off his head.

I said, "Jake, why are you all wet?" He stares at me... blankly (we could hear crickets chirping) "Jake, you still have shampoo in your hair!" He slowly brings his hand up to his head and with a shocked look on his face said, "OH, I forgot to rinse my hair!!!" I still don't understand how that happened. How did he not feel the water dripping down his forehead?

A few days later he again walks past us and announces that he is going across the street to see if his friend, TJ, wanted to play. Being the experienced mother that I am, I noticed right away that he didn't have any pants on. (It might have been the reflection of the light off his lilly white legs.) I said, "Jake, where are your pants?"

Again, the sound of crickets could be heard...He looks down and goes, "OH no! I forgot to put on my pants after I went to the bathroom!" I couldn't figure out what was more disturbing ~ the fact that he didn't notice he had NO PANTS on or that he takes all of his clothes off to go to the bathroom!

Because of this, we are not sure if he will ever be able to drive a car or live on his own!

But that is ok, I love him and can't imagine a day without him. I think I will keep him...forever!