I am sitting here next to my little baby boy and wondering who gave him permission to grow up.
He is reading...really reading. h-a-d...haaaddd...had.
All by himself. It is so wonderful!
He started "reading" a long time ago...you know the kind of reading where you recite a book from memory because you have read it so many times.
And then he started sounding out words about a year ago...
but he needed help to actually squish the sounds together into a word.
But in the last week he figured it out and now he can read lots of short words all by himself.
A minute ago he was coloring pictures for me...
pictures of my face next to Seth's face
with the words "mom" and "dad" and hearts all over the place.
Then he brought me a picture of our family:
me and Seth with his hand traced around us like a frame
and Brynn (with a B next to her) and Chloe (with a CLE next to her)
and hearts all around.
He said, "The hearts are to show that I love you."
I don't mean to bore you with random facts or brag about how super-de-duper my kids are,
but I have been trying to look for the good in this little boy
(to try and balance out this mischevious stage he is in),
and I found it! And it is wonderful! And so is he!
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On a different note, I am pretty lucky to have really wonderful brothers,
and my Mom has always been more like a best friend than a mom,
but I never had a sister.
I always thought it would have been fun to have a sister with whom to share clothes,
and talk about boys, and go shopping and watch chick flicks,
but I never really knew what I was missing until I had 2 girls.
Two little girls with great big hearts who share something special.
They are sisters forever and ever.
And while they bicker and steal each others toys and get overly dramatic because
"she is touching me"
they love each other like crazy!
Today in the car, I saw in the rearview mirror, Chloe reach over to pat Brynn's head and smile at her and I got teary thinking what lucky girls they are to be sisters
and what a lucky girl I am to be their mommy!