I apologize to everyone who came here today looking for Shoe Friday. I’m taking a break for Michael’s birthday.
8. 8 is such a big number. It is firmly, you are no longer a little kid. It is, you are almost done with second grade and soon you will be in third grade, which is no longer early elementary. This summer, you are going to overnight camp. I loved and adored overnight camp growing up and think it is such an important part of a kid’s development. I think kids should grow and be away from their parents. But later, when they are older.
But you are older, because you are 8 today.
Michael I remember when all the preschool and kindergarten behavior problems were happening I would look at your father and I would say “he is never going to be okay.” And the thing is, you are. You are more than okay. You are one of the coolest people I know. No, you are not perfect (one of my least favorite words when describing children) but you are funny and fun and you have a love of life I envy. You would live outside if you could. And you adore science and exploring and want to figure out everyday how things work.
Earlier this week your dad was sick and sleeping upstairs and I left you home with him and told you not to bother him while I went to pick up his medicine. That took longer than it should have and when I got home, you were sitting at the kitchen table, doing your homework. I hadn’t told you to do that, you just did. And you looked up, with the sweetest smile on your face and said “Hi, Mom.” A year ago you wouldn’t have even been able to read the instructions on your homework. Now you didn’t need my help, at all, except to sign the sheet that said you did it.
Michael I wish so, so much for you as you get older. I wish you to channel all your energy, the energy that oh so often, too often gets you into trouble, into something productive. I want you to be happy and healthy and loved. Because your father and I love you so, so much.
(if you are reading through a feed there is a video below. Song chosen because of this post. And Michael and I both love it.)