12 years, 2 months.
I see that you are now displaying one of the Christmas gifts you received from Aunt Dana and Uncle Andrew… a sign advertising farm fresh eggs.
(It just so happens that we are in an egg shortage, too. Yesterday at the grocery store, I had to buy liquid egg whites instead!)
However, your new wall decor has been translated into the language of a 12 year-old boy.
So now, right above where you lay your head to rest, is a hilarious new sign advertising “Farm Fresh Butt Nuggets”.
I’d say this is quite the appropriate gift for you!
6 years, 5 months.
This past Saturday while Mommy and your brother were out at a boat race in Nashville, you and I got to spend the day together.
I took you to the farmers’ market, to the mall, and out for coffee; where you got pumpkin spice cake.
Apparently, you and Mommy had worked out some kind of agreement and understanding that you could buy a toy, with a budget of $15, simply because it’s been so long since your birthday, and it’s still a couple months away until Christmas.
When it was all said and done, I let you get a $20 Barbie.
Not sure how that all works out…
6 years, 3 months.
All this week, you’ve been telling Mommy and me that you think you have a loose tooth. On Monday, I tried to wiggle the front tooth you said was feeling wiggly.
While I couldn’t feel it move, you insisted you could.
This morning, as Mommy and I waited with you for the school bus, Mommy tried wiggling it.
And I saw it myself: Your front tooth definitely visibly wiggled a little bit.
So now, it’s only a matter of time before you lose your first tooth. Every picture I take now may be the last one where you still have all your baby teeth!
11 years, 9 months.
With this being your first full week of 6th grade, it became apparent to me after your first day:
Your version of 6th grade is truly Junior High… as compared to my version of 6th grade 30 years ago for the 1992-1993 school year.
The way you constantly change teachers for every single class actually reminds me of high school. When I was in 6th grade, I only remember switching teachers for 3 subjects.
But for you, you already have elective classes that change throughout the year.
And you love it! You are so happy to be in Junior High!
6 years, 3 months.
It’s official: You love first grade!
One of your best friends from your Kindergarten class just happens to be in your class this year too.
And despite not having your brother there with you at the same school, you are very confident in what you are doing.
A specific major change I see this year is that you don’t have your brother to boss you to the bus in time. So I have to pay attention to the clock now, to be sure you don’t miss the bus.
You are learning to become a little more independent and I am very proud of you!