Porter is our firstborn, our oldest son. Typical of a firstborn, he is a mover and shaker. Where he gets his energy I’ll never know. He is very physical, loves to rough and tumble, is very coordinated and a speedy runner. He is as strong willed as an old oak tree, independent and driven. This gives him quite a knack for finding ways around rules. He is wickedly smart, intuitive, observant and has an amazing memory. He often puzzles us with things he says only to find out later that he is quoting lines from a movie he watched weeks ago. He has an eye for vehicles and is usually pointing out makes and models of trucks and cars as we drive down the road. Porter is the bravest boy I know. He is confident and loyal. He will stick up for himself or his friends and not scared to stand up to kids much larger than himself. Preferring to be outside rather than in, you can usually find Porter digging in the sandbox, on his John Deere Gator, driving his trucks over dirt piles or riding his bike at breakneck speeds. He thinks he’s a rockstar, and quite honestly we do, too.