It is hard for me to believe that my baby boy is six. He acts sixty on some days and 6 months on others, but all in all he is just a really cool kid. He is smart and funny and has a quick wit that amazes me.
He does well in school. He is loving soccer and had his last game for spring today. I think that in the Fall he moves up to the age group where they actually keep score.
He can be sullen and grumpy at times. He also knows exactly what to say to make me crazy. Yet, when he smiles like this it makes up for it:
He still gets overwhelmed in certain situations, but handles things better. Today he got a little claustrophobic when trying to get seated to blow out the candles, but regrouped nicely.
I can’t wait to see what this year brings. We are starting baseball for what is truly the first time (I am not counting the horrendous t-ball experiment of 2007).
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He looks so grown up! I can’t believe he’s already six. Time flies…