8 years, 7 months.
I have been taking you to see movies since you were the exact same age as your sister is now:
3 years, 2 months.
I admit, that is quite the major coincidence, actually!
The first movie you saw was The Lego Movie back in 2014.
This past Sunday was a big deal for our family, as it marked the first time all 4 of us went to see a movie together.
More specifically, it was your sister’s first time to ever see a movie in a theater.
You made sure during the days leading up to seeing Toy Story 4 as a family:
“Holly, in the movie theater, you can’t talk… okay?”
She definitely listed to you.
In fact, she was so quiet during the movie, she didn’t even laugh along with the rest of the audience every time something funny happened!
8 years, 7 months.
Every father wants his son to be able to have an amazing, adventurous childhood that he will be able to think back on with gratitude.
I am aware that I am helping to create your childhood; for better or worse.
Undeniably, since we got the Jeep Wrangler about a month and a half ago, it has been obvious you have been having a good time in it.
Yes, it’s true that the Jeep is a toy for me. But it’s a toy that I can to share with you.
You get to be the boy in the back seat of a Jeep with the top off.
I’m pretty sure that leads to a childhood you will appreciate now while you’re still a kid, and for the rest of your life as an adult.
8 years, 7 months.
I’m learning just to go ahead and take the silliest photos of you these days, because that’s about I can get. You don’t want to go through the hassle of smiling for pictures, but you will make a goofy face and pose in some ridiculous way.
So I’m just going with it.
I realize that these hilarious photos are the truest concept of your personality: When you already having fun, you don’t want to stop to be serious.
You just want to keep having fun.
I can work with that… assuming every once in a while I can get a real smile!
3 years, 1 month.
You came home from school last week with your own makeup on. Apparently you took it upon yourself to use a blue marker at apply some eye shadow.
Even though it was a washable Crayola marker, it didn’t immediately wash off in the bath that night.
So that meant you got to enjoy your makeup for a few additional days before it finally disappeared.
Honestly, it really didn’t look that bad! I felt the color choice really complimented your hair and skin tone.
I’d much rather you pretend to put on makeup then to pretend to cut your hair.
I’m not sure how much of your life as a 3 year-old that you will go on to remember the rest of your life, but I can tell you: These are the sweet days.
Everything you do is just so cute. So sweet.
Last weekend as our family was riding in our Jeep down a road where you saw cows out in the field, you announced, “It’s moo cows!”
Mommy and I looked at each other and said, “That’s sweet!”
A few seconds later, you looked out and saw a very small pond, then announced, “Water!”
Mommy I looked at each again, and with a little hesitation this time, laughed and still said, “That’s sweet!”.
That’s the moment we officially realized that these are the days when everything you do is just so sweet.
And since you’re not likely to remember most of what you’re experiencing now as a 3 year-old, with these pictures and stories I share each week, I am doing my best in real time to help you remember, years from now.
8 years, 5 months.
This past weekend we celebrated your sister’s birthday at the rec center near our house. You weren’t too excited by the idea of a gymnastics lesson with a bunch of 3 year-old girls.
Instead, you appointed yourself as the court jester of the party.
You discovered that you could successfully wear 5 pink birthday party hats all at once.
Looking back on every photo I took of you during her party, I realize there wasn’t one normal picture of you.
Every single photo is of you showing off your ability to wear all those party hats.
But if that means I was able to capture some shots of you actually being you at this age, I’d rather have that anyway!
You and your brother have this habit after dinner of lazily laying around on the carpet, as you both sort of roll around on each other.
Or maybe it’s more like you are using each other as a pillow.
You even has this habit of putting your feet right in his face, as if you’re trying to use your toes to pick his nose!
But he is never are bothered by this.
Instead, the two of you begin laughing so loud by how silly it is.
Sometimes, you just have to be silly and lazy at the same time as your brother.