Tonight, I’m sitting up in tears because my youngest baby is about to turn SIX tomorrow. I decided to come on here and read through all the posts about his baby/toddlerhood and reminisce about how precious and adorable he was. I cried through rereading the story of his birth and my fears about Bubba not being my baby anymore, and then I was shocked to find out how very little I have actually written here about him when he was little(r). Here he is tonight:
His last night of being five. Somehow six seems so much older than five.
I have written so little about him here. He’s a very big personality. He has very strong emotions. He is passionate about things like dinosaurs, sharks, prehistoric sea creatures, and playing hard with his brother.
He loves books, fishing, cooking, and playing with his “bestie” (whichever of his sisters happens to be his favorite at any given moment).
Look how little and cute he was
He is such a sweet and sometimes surprisingly sensitive boy. He loves to snuggle and still wants me to sing him his song every night. I really can’t even handle him getting so big so fast.
I don’t really know if I’ll come back to blogging much. My girls have really enjoyed reading the posts from when they were little and they’ve encouraged me to start again. I would like to, because I sure wish right now that I could come here and read all about when my sweet Tex was little. The funny things he said and did. Life is so different from when I could blog often in the evenings after my little girls went to bed, so who knows? I know it’s been so long, I couldn’t even remember how to start a new post a first! But I figured it out. It’s like riding a bike I guess.
Tomorrow, my baby turns six.
