You've always been so special. You are Ryder and there is really no better way to describe you. In those first few months after you were born, you cried a lot. In the years following those first few months, you were (and still are) always moving and very inquisitive. Hot wheels and games of tag don't interest you. You want more than that. You want to know how things work and the why behind what makes things happen. You're not the least bit shy and definitely aren't afraid to speak to others. It doesn't scare you to be called out for touching things that don't belong to you (so long as it is for the sake of finding out how something works). Things that make me cringe will never bother you...you are practical and yet it doesn't take away from the kindness you exude almost always.
I'm not gonna lie. You make me crazy some days. Saturday was one of those days. You couldn't resist the temptations that kept falling in front of you. Pushing call buttons at the zoo, switching off lights in the bathrooms, turning on heated seats in the car, jumping off a set of bleachers at the soccer fields to see if you could land without falling. Sometimes the calling of your name or saying "Ryder NO" repeatedly makes me tired....I find myself saying a lot these days "You are old enough to know better."....and a friend of ours followed that up on Saturday with "And yet still too young to care.". I needed to hear that and I have to remind myself even more so that it is just the way God made you.
Your Grandpa was one of the most patient people when it came to you. He was not always patient about other things, but he had all the patience in the world for you. When we grew tired, he would always jump in with a trip to the car wash or help climbing a tree. I miss him. I miss his voice, I miss his advice, I miss knowing he would save us if something bad happened, I miss Saturday car rides when you'd beg Daddy to call him on speaker in the truck, I miss him a lot...and I know you miss him even more.
This was your Grandpa. This is why you loved him so. Grandpa's name went into our book of life yesterday, but he will always live in the land of remembrance because of moments like this.