It's a little weird. I have a 6 year old. I feel like this is the point where people say, "It's so crazy that he's 6 already" or "Time just flies." And those things are true. But there's something about this that just feels normal and natural. Maybe I expect him to grow up too soon? Maybe it's the conversations we have that just feel incomprehensible for anyone under the age of 6. I just love his wisdom though. And his tender heart. He feels so grown up to me and so maybe that's why 6 feels so natural.
One of the things that I love about him is that he knows what he wants. As he's been doing play therapy, she told me that he's very direct with her. And they talked about Leah worrying and this convo cracked me up:
Noah: Yeah, sometimes Leah worries about monsters.
Therapist: Oh really. What do you do to help her?
Noah (non-chalantly): Nothing.
We love our precious little boy. We love his sweet heart for Jesus and for those around him. It was so fun to see his joy come out in getting us all presents for his birthday. To see his excitement at surprising us and blessing us. To see the fun he had in giving instead of receiving. Don't get me wrong, he was certainly excited for the gifts from grandparents. You can't remove that selfishness no matter how hard you try. But to see him excited for us on his birthday. Priceless.
|This boy just LOVES the solar system and|
anything having to do with the planets.
|The kids were loving all running and|
jumping in at the "same time."
|I actually got 1 picture with a couple of|
them mid-air. No easy task.
|Pretend blowing out candles.|
It was too windy to light them.