Happy Birthday sweet boy (1 week late). Yeah, the late thing- get used to that. I am certainly not on top of blogging/memory keeping these days. Between you and your little brother and sister, I barely have time to breathe.
Your actual birthday came and went, but your Daddy and I keep marveling at the fact that you are five now- FIVE! You are so big, and so grown up looking. Worlds away from that teeny tiny 5 pound baby we met half a decade ago.
You are doing really, really well right now. Everyone comments on how alert and engaged you are. Your surgery in May was a success and you are finally pain free for the most part. It was a long, hard summer of recovery for you, but I think the end result was worth it.
You love interacting with people, and adore when people get close to your face and talk to you. You are back at your wonderful school for your 4th school year there- every day I am so, so thankful you have a place to go that you love so much with teachers who love you and take such good care of you.
Your Veggie Tales obsession continues, and you are happiest when Bob and Larry are singing to you while you chew on one of your toys.
You have a new baby brother, but his presence hasn’t seemed to faze you. I love the fact that you now have a brother, and I’m excited to see how Nolan grows up to love you. I know Charlotte isn’t being particularly nice or kind to you these days. Please just give her time- she’s not as easy going about this huge life change as you. She does love you and she’ll come back around.
Grayson, as always I am so proud of you and proud to be your Mommy. Happy 5th, my Monster Man. I love you to the moon and back.