One of the reasons I created a blog was to capture this time when my sons are young. So I’m excited to join a group of friends, moms, and fellow photographers as we share about the boys in our lives on the third Friday of each month. You can follow our blog circle to Brandi Picou of Brandi Picou Photography next, and continue all the way back here.
All of these photos were taken on our iPad, because that’s just how we roll these days…I love them not for the quality of light or composition, but for the bit of our story they capture.
You went to bed one night last month as a five year old, and woke up the next day a six year old. I am still attempting to wrap my brain around that fact.
You knew exactly what you wanted for every aspect of your birthday party: a puppy theme, and a dog park cake. You had as much fun preparing for it as you did at the actual party.
It’s been a busy spring for you. Lots of birthday celebrations (your big bro, your grandad, yourself), St. Patrick’s Day and more. You’ve been preparing all month for the kindergarten opera version of Rapunzel. I’ve loved listening to you practice your lines (that you wrote yourself!): “I’m the tiger. The witch captured me in Africa and brought me here. I’m friends with Rapunzel.”
I happened to see you practice last week, and it made my heart hurt with joy and pride as I watched you so seriously moving stage props and making sure to be on cue. You love to laugh and be silly, but you also take your responsibilities so seriously. That’s a great combination to have, Nolie.
You were the main line of defense for the Sparkle Robot Lizards and loved having your dad as your coach. I think I missed all but one of your goals, as Sean was usually playing at the same time, but I got to have you fill me with your exuberant enthusiasm that we all adore. How I loved watching you race down the field! As much as I prefer baseball to soccer, I think you’ll find t-ball a bore after all the soccer action. Perhaps we’ll wait until t-ball becomes real baseball.
So much of your excitement about turning six centered around these two big-brother obsessions: Star Wars and Harry Potter. You’ve been impatiently waiting to watch the first (even if Aidan would correct me and call it the 4th episode) Star Wars movie: A New Hope. I’ve held you off as long as I could, but now you and I have begun the journey to Hogwarts together. I love snuggling with you at night and revisiting these characters, and remembering when your brothers first met them as well.
Just as I can’t wrap my brain around you being six, I am still in shock when I hear you reading. I shouldn’t be surprised, given your big brothers and their books and your smarts, but it is such a leap. You entered kindergarten knowing your alphabet sounds and a few sight words, and now I can’t even keep up with all that you know. I love hearing you read the books you bring home from school.
I know how very lucky I am to be your mom. I won’t go so far as saying you love me more than ice cream---but I think it’s close!
More than all the stars,