My good and sweet boy. Your sweet like the lollipop I say you look like. You are all legs, arms, and ears. You are wickedly funny and love to make people laugh. You are my cuddle buddy and video game phenom. You are my boy, and I love you dearly.
This year we have struggled. You have continued to come out of your shell, and in doing so, you have learned that you love making people laugh and will do most anything for a giggle. Class is not a great place to make people laugh, and we both had to learn that. There were a number of yellows and even a red, but we worked hard and we were able to work through it. I think it was the first time I really saw you be responsible for your actions on a big scale. It was the first time you really solved the problem.
You do really well in school. You are on the top tier for spelling, and your reading has improved dramatically over the year. You have become more interested in books, but it is still a struggle to get you to read to me. Thankfully, though, gone are the days where you sound EVERY WORD OUT. You have most of the memorized by now. You excel at math and science. Parents who visit your classroom remark on how well behaved you are in class. They also remark on how thoughtful you are in the answers you give. You don't just blurt out an answer. You think through the different aspects of the question. I think that analysis will serve you well.
You continue to love your sister. I really like the relationship between you two. It is part friend and part overseer. Who the overseer is changes from time to time. Sometimes you are taking care of her like when you think some kid at school may be bullying her. I think what you confuse for teasing is really just boys wanting your sister's attention, but to you, it is an injustice that needs to be remedied. Someone is messing with YOUR sister, and YOUR sister is yours to torture. Yours alone.
You are at a fun age of both little boy and big boy. You know you shouldn't cry in front of your friends, so you save your tears for when you get home. I sometimes see you and you just start crying. It takes us a bit to work through what the issue was. You don't want to be a baby, but you still love crawling onto my lap for a cuddle. You shout "I'm a man" while throwing your arms around me and burying your face into my belly. You think you have a "60 Pack chest", and that everyone is interested in it.
You are starting to take an interest in girls, but it is in the most dude way possible. You talk about how they love you, but in reality, I think you may have a crush or two. There is one girl in particular that you splashed at the pool instead of talking to her. We talked about it, and I think you did a bit better the next day.
You are an amazing soccer player. You understand what you need to do even if you can't necessarily do it at that point. You are fast, and your smarts show on the field. You listen and try to work as a team with your friend Jax. The coach and the team can rely on you to try hard and give it your all. You fight for the ball, and you can take a hit. I am proud of the sportsman you are, and I am looking forward to watching you grow.
This is the first year that you have REALLY had a close friend. Jax is someone that you picked as your friend, and someone who you share interests with. Most of your friends to this point have been friends of convenience. You have rarely sought out other children and have generally preferred to just hang out with me and your sister. However, Jax and Eric, who live in our neighborhood, are your friends, and you constantly want to be with them. It is both fun and sad to see you build your own life. It is important for you to do it, but as you do it, I realize that there are parts of you that I just will never know. As a mom, I struggle with that.
This year we also started camping and fishing, which you enjoy. You joined cub scouts. Cub scouts is not your favorite thing, but I think it is important for you to do. As you get older, I can see you enjoying it more. You enjoy being outside, and you enjoy riding your bike. You are a fantastic helper, and you like helping the most when you get paid for it. I can see you being a very smart business person or at the least taking care of me in my old age. Especially since your sister already told me she was going to put me in a home.
I love you more than you will ever know,
Your mum.
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