To My Sweet and Silly Dashy,
Here I sit, on the eve of
your sixth birthday and I’m in awe at how quickly time passed us yet again. I
feel like I was just writing your 5th birthday letter, and Just Like That…it’s one year later!
As a mommy, I wish that I
could hit a “pause button” on time- just so I could savor these sweet years
with my two adorable yet super fast growing sons.
So it is within these
annual letters that I can pause…remember…smile…and maybe even shed a few tears.
Your 5th year
brought you from a teeny tiny nugget into the makings of a big boy.
You attended Pre-K at Step
Forward Day School 5 days per week with your teachers: Ms. Tina, Ms. Sherri,
and Ms. Kristen. Daddy and I noticed how
quickly you were growing in vocabulary and writing! We were and are
continuously amazed at your hunger to learn! Of course it was not all business
at your school. Days were filled with so much joy- crafts, outdoor play and
making lots of friends. When I would pick you up, you couldn’t wait to open your little
monogramed school bag, pull out your folder, and show me what you’d made and
learned that day.
What I will remember most,
and miss so very much, is the space in the mornings after we dropped your brother
off at school. Typically we were first or second in the car lane at Step
Forward and we would have a good 20 minutes to wait until your teachers came to
walk you in to your classroom.
“Mama…can I come up and
cuddle you,” you’d say.
How could I resist?
And so I’d hear the
un-click of the seatbelt, and your tiny little body would crawl from the back
seat and fit perfectly into my lap.
This became our ritual.
Mornings spent together…just us: cuddling, singing, making silly videos, taking
selfies, learning abc’s, and talking to Mimi on the phone before you hopped out
of the car to begin your day.
Those days are gone! Never
again will we have that time. You, cozy in my lap, giving me sweet snuggles and
professing your innocent love for me…
“You are my guuuurfwend,
mommy”….”I want to maaweee you”
"You are the most beautiful-est mommy"
And just like that- I would
melt!!
I remember reading a blog
before you were born about the age where boys would tell their mamas they would
want to marry them. I always thought it was so sweet, silly, and hilarious.
And Just Like That…you, my own
son, was saying it to me!
Fifth Year Favorites
Included:
Superheroes- any and all, Legos (mama steps on them all of the time...OUCH),
Minecraft, Nerf Wars with Camden and our neighbors, rocking out yoga poses,
demonstrating your flexibility by throwing down the splits whenever and
wherever you could (sounds like someone else I know), playing with your pups:
Buddy (our new rescue dog) and Wiley, and getting your yellow belt in tae kwan
do, and rocking out to music!
You also developed a love
for green smoothies and have a slight obsession with broccoli!
This summer spent as a
Mommy was my favorite thus far! A trip to Smith Lake was how it began! Carefree and unplugged hours spent on the water and jumping off the dock! Celebrating our family!
Back in Franklin: both you and Camden were just independent enough
to play outside together but still very into spending time with me!! Our trips
to the pool were always filled with relaxing fun. Getting to work with you on
your swimming (like I did with your brother a year prior) is time that I will
always treasure! You aren’t swimming laps yet, but you will be by next summer.
As the hours became days and the days turned to months…Just Like That…you
started kindergarten.
Witnessing you step out of
the car, your way-too-big bag slung across your tiny back, walking side by side with
your brother was truly an image I will never forget. There you went…confident,
ready, and full of excitement! Never once did you express fear!
Currently you LOVE math and checking out informational animal books from the library. You also like to chase your little friend Margo around on recess, but you insist she is NOT your girlfriend! :)
And a conformist you are
NOT!! Understanding the ins and outs of elementary school has been a tad overwhelming
for you.
“There are just SO MANY
RULES,” you exclaimed!
Oh sweet boy, your spirit
is wild like mine! Your intellect and intensity runs deep- like your Daddy. I
sometimes worry that you will be a “learn it the hard way” type of kiddo like I
was. I pray that is not the case and that you follow in the footsteps of your
rule following Daddy as you make your way through these adolescent and teenage
years!
I asked you what you wanted
to be when you grow up a few days ago and you told me “An Artist”! How I loved
to hear this, because your creativity is one of your most beautiful traits!
That little mind of yours…it’s ALWAYS working.
Your sass is endless…your
spunk contagious, and you are one pokey little dude!!
It takes you FOREVER to
complete a task! All in Dashy’s time!!
Which brings me to the word: Patience.
This virtue has never
been my strong suit. It’s been something that I’ve wrestled with for years.
Dashy- YOU, my son, are
teaching me Patience! There are days where I want to pull my hair out because
it’s taking you SO long to get ready, make your bed, eat your breakfast, put on
your shoes, get your shower, put away your toys, come inside, wash your hands,
get out of the car, and eat your meals.
As I pause to think of how
frustrating this can be, I also find myself smiling.
Everyday I learn from
you…
You teach me about the world through your innocent eyes and honest voice.
You inherited the gift of
gab from your mama…
It is rare that you’re not speaking- communicating your
wants, needs, dreams, and your take of the world around you.
Dashton Blue, you are
HILARIOUS!!! A little comedian with whom it is almost impossible to stay mad.
Your spirit infections,
your giggle contagious, and your heart is PURE GOLD!
Although it’s only been six
years since you arrived, I cannot recall what my world was like without the
gift of YOU!
So tonight…and tomorrow…and
everyday thereafter, I give thanks that I was chosen to be your mama!!
And Just Like That…I say: Happy
6th Birthday To My Little Boy Bleu!
I love you more than words
could ever say!
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