The next minute we're preparing for Kindergarten.
Dear Roland,
Yesterday your Dad and I visited you at school for your last birthday at Glen Leven. The director eagerly greeted us with a smile and a push cart to help wheel in your class lunch. As we walked down the hallway teachers leaned out to tell us how much they love you, and wished you happy birthday. We watched you playing with your pals and sister on the playground. When your class lined up for lunch, an excited whisper rippled through the line that Brian had been spotted in the classroom and someone could see Phineas and Ferb yogurt tubes. Lunch with your 16 or so buddies was a blast. We all sang you happy birthday, ate pizza, broccoli, cheese sticks, fruit, and devoured worms in dirt cake. Sophia brought you an awesome present, you showered Dad and I with appreciative hugs. That afternoon when we were the - as usual - last to leave school, Mrs. Julie pulled me aside, "I can not WAIT to see what Roland accomplishes in life. I love seeing what he designs and builds with paper, I've never seen anything like it."
That's how we feel, too.
I have no idea what being 6 means, what challenges you'll face, lessons you'll learn, but regardless I can not wait to see what this year holds for you. We love your curious mind, your compassionate heart, and your sense of humor, which you obviously get from me, sorry! Year 6 is going to hold some incredible milestones: kindergarten, a new school with new friends, your own room, and many, many more great adventures.
Thank you for bringing such wonder and joy to our lives. Through your art, music, stories, imagination, and general lust for life, you humble us. We are in awe.
Granted, all that being said, it's called WATCHING a movie, not NARRATING a movie. Hopefully you'll stop squishing Aria's cheeks, and it would be awesome if the negotiating waned. Bedtime is not the end of the world, we can't build a shark tank in the back yard and they frown on digging up the coral reef for kids bedroom climbing structures. Someday I'll have a DVR radio in the car, sorry!
Love,
Mom
PS. Thanks for being my alarm-clock and morning-guy. I've enjoyed waking up to you now for 6 years, but the conversations at the breakfast bar are one of my favorite moments of the day.
PPS: I love that you make your own breakfasts now, that's awesome!
PPPS: Oh, and your sister told every single person she saw that today was her brother's birthday and he was 6! She loves you, too!
2 comments:
This is too sweet! I can't believe he's 6. Woah!
He is such a great "little man"; no longer crawling to explore, but running eagerly to build, draw, and ask his way into his next phase. He is so awesome.
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