Oh wait, just a second, before I start this I need to grab some tissues. Okay, here we go!

Today you turn 6 years old. I vividly remember writing on this blog the day I got out of the hospital with you. So vividly infact I wonder how on earth its been six years. As exciting as it is for you to finally approach another birthday, to watch you learn and grow, I can’t help but wish time moved slower. I feel like it was just yesterday you were toddling along with your blonde curls and your giant blue eyes trying desperately to climb my leg so I’d hold you. How I long for those days. Life was so simple when you were that small. I felt like I could always protect you from all of the worlds evil.

Time is moving too quickly though. I haven’t bottled up your little quirks or your little mannerisms that I love so much. I don’t want to forget how you love webkinz. How at six life revolves around mindcraft. I never want to forget what a skilled liar you are. Albeit an awful trait, and often it drives me crazy, I do think it shows just how intelligent you are. I love everything about you at this age. I wish I could bottle your smile and your innocence and have your small hands wrapped in my arms forever. I’m not ready for this growing up thing.
Six is cool though, don’t get me wrong, but it means that when Summer is over you’ll be in First Grade and I won’t have you like I do now. In a blink, you won’t be there. You’ll have more of the day that I don’t know about, then I do. Before long you’ll be all grown up, the thought of this makes the back of my throat burn. How can I pause time and fill my well with all these great memories? I try every day to soak you up but its never enough. When they say it goes by too fast, they really mean it.
This past year has seen so much excitement. You started Kindergarten and have been loving it. You are one of the best readers in your class because you work really hard. I am so proud of you! You’ve made so many new friends in your class and always have someone you want to invite over. I’m so happy you enjoy school, every day when I come to pick you up you have big smile on your face.
This year you got your hair cut short which made you suddenly look a lot older. Some days I miss your floppy blonde hair. The way you’d always be moving it out of your eyes. Your hair is getting darker and I am in denial. I’m not sure what I will do when you aren’t my token blondie. You also tried your hand at sports. You played soccer and you decided you didn’t like it. But you looked so cute in your uniform.
The one thing over all I want to remember about you at six is how much you loved your little brother Oliver. I know when you are 12 he will be your annoying little brother so I want to soak it up now while I have a chance. Your relationship with your little brother is one that constantly astonishes me. I love watching your bond grow with him. You love him and care for him in a way that I wouldn’t have expected from a small child. It’s the unrequested hugs and kisses you give him. The fact that you play with him without being asked. That you look out for him and are always interested in whatever he does. You were born right in the middle so you could always been a great brother to Gavin and Ollie. I am so in love with the way that you love Keaton. Your heart is so big.

You are such a sweetheart that grown women literally swoon over you. You are a great friend to everyone. I constantly see you sacrifice your happiness for others. What an amazing trait to have at only six years old. You are just mild and so easy going. I have to say that as of lately you’ve been dipping your toe into the pool of obstinance. While I know its all about testing the limits, can you please not make it a trend? I like you just the way you are.
Keaton you are so many things wrapped up in a 45 pound, 45 inch package. You are day and night, the sun and the moon, the stars in the night sky and the wispy clouds on a sun filled day. You are laughter and tears, joy and pain, challenge and sacrifice. You are one of the defining moments of my life, my heart beating in your chest. Your daddy and I love each other more for having you in our lives. You give purpose to our each and every day.
Happy Birthday Keater B’s, I love you in a way that every person on earth should get to experience. Here is to everything you are and all that you have yet to be.
Love,
Mama






























































