Archive for January, 2008

My Ty

Monday, January 21st, 2008

Happy 5th birthday, my charming boy. I know that I always say this, but I really can’t believe that you are 5. Time with you really has flown right by. I guess that’s what they say happens when you are having fun, and that I am.

Although at some moments I can be a little sad and teary eyed about you growing up so fast, I also am really enjoying you the older you get. One of the things that I just love about you at this age is your sense of humor. You have my type of humor- witty & sarcastic. You get me and my jokes and I, you. There are moments when I am in complete disbelief, because you say something, which was the same thing I was thinking. You make Mommy proud.

Another thing I love about you is that you are so logical. If there is some kind of problem you will come up with several ideas and solutions. This also leads you to being good with your hands. You love to build and fix things. I know you will be quite handy when you are older.

The other thing that melts my heart and brings tears to my eyes on almost a daily basis, is your devotion and love for your little brother (who adores you, by the way.) You are so protective of him and do such sweet things like pat him on the head and say things like, “that’s my boy!” I truly hope you boys will continue to be such great friends as you grow up.

In the past you have wanted to be a fireman, a superhero, or a rockstar when you grow up. Not this year. This year has been all about you being a daddy. Oh,you want to be just like your daddy! You idolize him and tell me all the time how “he knows everything-even more than Mommy.” One day you actually sat at his desk for 4 and half hours without getting up, just waiting for him to get home from work.

The plan you have concocted goes like this:

“get a motorcycle when you are 18, become a daddy and get a job, still live with mommy& daddy forever.”

We will see how that goes for you, but I am sure you will make an excellent daddy someday. You are an attentive, hard worker, so I am sure you can do anything you want.

That’s another thing about you. You are one of those people who are good at anything you try. You have amazed people at your ability to focus and perform in TKD. You show no fear about getting up in front of 12 judges and a hundred people to test for your belt. I wish I was as brave and confident as you. We are so proud of you.

This past year you learned to ride your bike with no training wheels and read your first book by yourself. Science is your favorite subject, whether it be building a model skeleton or learning about solids, liquids and gases. It seems like you just can’t get enough.

You went from being completely girl crazy, to thinking girls have cooties this year. I will admit I like this stage a lot better. You are too young for any other girls besides Mommy. I don’t want this to be forever, but right now is Mommy’s time to be number one…

You continue to be cuddly and will drop whatever you are doing to spend some time with mommy or daddy. I hope this doesn’t go away anytime soon. Nothing makes me happier than you hear you say those words that are worth more to me than any riches of the world, “I love you, Mommy.”

Son, I love you, too. More than you than you could ever know.

Love,

Mommy

The Countdown

Friday, January 18th, 2008

This weekend is kind of a big deal. Not only will it end a week long celebration, but it’s my first born’s 5th birthday. I can’t even type that without crying. Actually, I have been crying since Christmas night when I wrote the date on my 2008 calendar.

Last weekend we had his birthday party for his friends. In his old age, my son has become well versed in telling me exactly what he wants. He was very specific about how this party was to take place. No cajoling on my part could change things.

First. We HAD to go bowling. No matter what other ideas I gave him, he was firm on the bowling.

Two. He only wanted his 2 best friends to be invited. I did convince him to let his brother and sister come, too, but that was a fight. He would not even hear of me inviting anyone else. No other friends, relatives, or the checkout cashier from Target. No one. I tell you, he is getting more like his daddy everyday.

Three. We must eat chocolate Transformer cake. This I didn’t even try to fight. He gets that from me. Nobody better come between me and my cake.

I obliged to all his whims and now am anticipating on completing the rest of his birthday demands which include him getting this bike from us for his gift.

His is a nice bright green. I had to go to 10 different stores to get one in stock and green was all they had. It is a pretty cool bike, though. His other bike has become too small and now that he can ride without training wheels, we figured he could handle this one.

Sunday, his actual birthday, we will go to the park for him to ride his new gift and shoot off a bottle rocket that someone gave my hubby for the boys. We plan on ending the day with a make-your-own-sundae-fest.

Monday is his Montessori birthday walk, which is well explained here. I can’t wait to get some pictures of that!

So while I have been a complete mess thinking about “where has the time gone” and “I can’t believe my baby is so old,” I feel this excessive celebrating is called for this year. My baby, who changed my life forever, will be half a decade old on Sunday.