Jeffrey,

You are my favorite because of how from almost the moment you were born, you had a smile on your face.  Anytime that I looked at you, you would light up the room with that sweet smile.  You are still that way today.

My favorite story about you is how you learned to crawl.  You were only about six months old but you were on a blanket on the floor and saw a cricket.  That love of bugs and animals was already there.  You began rocking back and forth and slowly began to pull and push yourself to that cricket.  I am glad that like your sisters, you share such a joy for all of nature.  As a little boy, you caught everything that could hop, run, or fly fast enough to get out of your way. 

I love you the most because you have such an intellectual curiosity about things and how you get into books and guides to learn more about anything that interests you.  Your knowledge in many areas, especially with natural history has always been astounding.