Well since you won't stay in that bubble preserving that little boy you once were, I get the privilege of watching you grow up before my eyes. You are wiser and more mature than your years - and I have to remind myself regularly you're only "8".
I absolutely love our little chats in the wee morning hours and as we read Harry Potter at night (we are on book 5 now). And your heart... You have become quite the sensitive little boy! Anytime I have a tough day, you come up to me just to give me a hug because you sense I'm stressed. It melts my heart and puts everything in perspective. Thank you for that! I hope you continue to do that for others. And when I get hurt (my shoulder) you actually cry out of concern that I may have to go to the doctor. It's amazing to see this change in you this year.
And yet you are still you. You love your little figures as you play, read, or watch your videos. You still idolize your Dad and do whatever you can to make him proud. As much as you groan about school (2nd grade - really?!?) we both know you like it. I love watching you interact with your friends, often being the leader. It warms my heart how you look out for your friends and defend them on the playground.
While I hate seeing you grow up so fast, I'm blessed to watch all these changes in you. I can't wait to see how you continue to grow - physically and that spirit within you. Just please let me cuddle and kiss your sweet face for a couple more years.... like 20 or so. I'm not ready to let go of my Punkinhead just yet.
Love,
Mom
