Andrew's 6th Birthday

Somehow or another my 2nd born has turned six years old already. I vaguely remember bringing him home from the hospital, all 7 lbs., 2 oz. of him. He is growing into a silly, sweet little boy full of energy, questions, and compassion. He sometimes hates being stuck in the middle, when Leah doesn't want to play with him because he's a boy and he's younger, and he fights with Abi because, well, they both have strong personalities and know what they want. Yet he so badly wants them to accept him and play with him. 

He is definitely all boy. He is currently into superheroes, especially Spiderman, and of course still loves cars and trains and planes and anything that goes. He loves being with Daddy and hearing his stories, especially those that involve "boy sounds" like farting. He has quite an imagination, always pretending to "be" some sort of animal he saw on t.v., running around the house on all fours, jumping on furniture and pouncing on things. He still wants to be a firefighter when he grows up.

Andrew is great at math and science, and is really really improving on his reading. I am always catching him up in his bed at night "reading" a book-- most of the time he really is reading it correctly. He is ALWAYS asking questions-- he wants to know how everything works, what everything means, etc.etc. He loves building things, he loves playing computer games and he loves playing outside (although not as much as most boys). He's not really athletic, but he's definitely getting into tae kwan do and loves practicing his "ninja" skills at home. His instructor plans to test him for his yellow belt this coming week! Every night he always asks what we're going to do the next day-- always ready for a new adventure, and it doesn't matter what it is, as long as we're together.

This year VBS fell on the same week as his birthday, so we didn't have a huge party-- just cake & presents at home after lunch. He rarely asks for anything specific for his birthday, but I had a few ideas of what he would like, and he's usually excited about anything he gets. He loved the superheros on his cake. And everyone loved the Whoopie Cushion for making farting noises. His new archery set came in the mail a couple days later, but that was probably a favorite.

He must have had this smile on his face all day, and before bed he said he had a great birthday. I'm so excited to see this little boy grow and learn each day!