That would describe my first-born.
From the moment he entered the world, he was intense and, well, just totally himself.
At the end of the school year, they hand out character awards, and my boy received the character BOLDNESS. I wasn't overjoyed about that, but realized that it could be a positive thing in the right situation and let it go.
But since then, God has been encouraging me that He has great plans for Greg's boldness. I need to trust that more. And then...
This morning, I happened to overhear Greg and Daniel outside playing with our new next-door neighbor who is 6 years old. I had noticed that he seemed to pronounce Daniel "Danielle" and it was really buggin' me, but I hadn't said anything.
But my first-born couldn't stand it anymore. I heard Greg say loudly, "His name's not DANIELLE, it's DAN-IEL!!"
And from inside the house, I lifted my fist in a silent YES.
Be bold, boy, be bold.