We picked his name because we liked it, but finding out the meaning made me like it even more: Enthusiasm. My boy is nothing if not enthusiastic.
I’m not sure where these five years have gone, but this boy with those eyes that stole my heart from the beginning, he’s the one who made me a mama, who made me realize how deeply I could love and who has tried my patience since birth. Somehow we’ve made it to five.
He’s the friendliest kid on the block, at his school, in gym child care–just basically the friendliest kid ever. This boy loves deeply and he’s ready to make every kid he meets one of his people.
He’s a goofy kid, cracking himself up all the time, frequently over inappropriate things I’d rather he not say.
This year was a big one–really getting a handle on the two-wheel bike,
and taking on some new activities.
He loves many things, but topping the list are outer space, ninjas, Legos, science and the color blue.
Still the smallest of all his friends, he’s my big boy now,
but he’ll always be my baby.
I love you to the moon and back, Reecey Pie, and I’m so lucky I get to be your mama.