My boy is seven today.
The only one of my kids with enough consideration to come on his actual due date.
Who decided earlier today he wants to be a veterinarian and go into practice (Kuhlow Vet Clinic) with his big sister Avery.
Who has recently been crawling into “the most comfy bed in the whole world!” most nights with his big sister Ellie.
Who wrestles with his daddy each day with a threatening “Bring it on, big boy!”.
Who took 5 steps out the door this morning on his way to the school bus before coming back to get “just one more kiss, Momma”.
Who loves the color blue. Building snow forts & lego structures. Cheese & crackers. Running like the wind. Hippos.
Who has the uncanny ability to walk up to a group of strangers & come away with new best friends.
This is my Simon. Man, I love that kid. He is one charming little stinker, if I do say so myself.
Happiest of birthdays to you, sweet boy! Mommy loves you TONS.
[Check out Si's newest scar-to-be. A slip while on the countertop trying to get a bowl down from the cupboard earned him a trip to Urgent Care & a superglued chin. Tough guy.]
Working soooo hard to not crack up at his sister’s diligent silliness. Tried & failed many a time. Proof as follows.