seven.

i can hardly believe that i am the mother of a 7 year old. yet its true, by a whole week! f. you make me so proud to be your mother. you have so many wonderful qualities. one of my favorite is that you are a wonderful and loving brother. i truly enjoy watching you play with your brothers and my heart aches, in a good way, when i see the pride you have in them.

after you were born your daddy and i thought you would be an only child. i am elated to have given you siblings. it seems you were born to be a big brother. last night when you were trying to negotiate sleeping in my room, i tried to convince you it was better to sleep in your room because you wouldnt be woken by your brothers early in the morning. apparently that was the wrong argument on my part because you told me that you just love it when your brothers wake you up, that it is just so cute when they wake you up. you are right you know, it is adorable how they look up to you and love to wake you up each morning.

school is out now, and i thought summer was going to be so difficult. i was worried about keeping you and your brothers entertained. so far so good. with your birthday parties behind us and playdates and vacation plans on the horizon i am no longer looking forward to the fall with a yearning like no other. i think you miss the challenges of school though. you did a fantastic job in the first grade. your math and reading skills are excellent. when tested the last few days of school your reading level far exceeded the benchmark for first graders. you are devouring chapter books in a sitting. your math skills continue to amaze me, and i hope you will keep enjoying it as much as you do now.

you are growing so tall and fill your days with rough and tumble boy games, punctuated by potty humor. you love seafood, with crab and shrimp topping your list of favorites. one of your favorites outings is to the dollar store and 7/11 with daddy, where the provisions include slurpees bigger than your head and a bag full of sugar laden candy. you are looking forward to our beach vacation next week and are still considering if you need a second fishing rod in order to be prepared. you have been sleeping in like a teenager on the few days that your brothers dont wake you up at the crack of dawn. you are becoming my go with the flow kid on more days than not. you still say some crazy things that make me wonder whose child you are. most days i just dont know how i got so lucky. i am filled with pride. i love you f.!!