Today you turned six years old. Happy birthday to my gorgeous George. I have said this so many times recently, I am not sure how the last six years have whizzed by, as much as it makes me so emotional to say you are growing up I have loved you being five and cannot wait to watch you as we begin chapter six. You have grown into the most gorgeous, kind hearted and funny little boy, you have the biggest heart and smile that melts my heart. No longer are you my baby, although there is no sign of the kisses and cuddles stopping even if sometimes you do wipe them away. And so once again I have written to you on your birthday.
Over the past year you have completely amazed us. You have excelled at school in ways we didn’t ever imagine. You have discovered a love for learning, whether its reading, writing or maths you always have a desire to learn. Watching you read fills my mummy heart with so much joy. I love to hear you sound out words, I can hear just how much you are enjoying the adventures within those pages. Never stop reading.
You are unstoppable with your running, playing football and drumming. You learnt to ride your bike on the marsh near to our family home in the Spring, and came first in the hurdles race on your sports day. You said you would and you did. I love how strong, fearless and determined you are, I hope you continue to be fearless and take that through your life. But I also love the sensitive side of you, when you remind me that you still my little boy who every now and again needs your mummy.
You spend hours after school kicking a ball, you make daddy so proud. Your drive and enthusiasm to perfect everything that you do amazes me, for that you are like me – never letting something beat you and occasionally losing your head and becoming so frustrated when the words you are trying to spell don’t quite come together. Yes, for that we are very alike.
In September you entered Year 1 and in a few weeks you’ll be saying goodbye to the sweetest teachers and about to embark on preparations for Year 2. I am absolutely dreading you moving into Year 2, this time next year you will be leaving your sweet little infants school and moving to junior school. It all just seems to be happening so fast. The weekends never seem long enough which always leaves me scrolling through my camera roll and day dreaming of our little family adventures.
What else has happened this year? You started drumming lessons, your continued love for Marvel, Star Wars and lets not forget Guardians of The Galaxy continues to amaze me and makes daddy smile. You won your first trophy at football this year for the most skill points, I can still see your face now when your name was called out. You tried so hard and deserved that special moment. And then there is your confidence, in learning to read, reading a book back to us, oh how I cried. And your writing, pulling together sentences in the written form and writing out strings of words and making up your own stories. Your confidence levels at school and in your sports make us both so proud of you.
I love that you still carry a teddy everywhere that we go, that you keep hold of them as you sleep. Keep hold of them for as long as you need them kid. I have one last request before we begin this next chapter, enjoy your childhood and don’t be in any rush to grow up. As you went to sleep on your last night as a 5 year old you said that you wanted to stay young forever, well let’s just hold onto that thought. I hope you enjoy all the moments of being six. Our little family are going to make some happy memories this year.
As we close the door on chapter 5 I am left excited and a little overwhelmed for chapter 6. I enjoyed spending every last moment of your birthday weekend with you, I treasured every moment and as I put you my 6 year old to bed on your birthday night I know that I will spend the next few hours before I rest my head looking through my camera roll at all the memories we have made, moments we have shared and no doubt cry a little.
Six seems so very big at times, but you are still my little boy. As grown up as you seem, I am so thankful that you still like to cuddle with me. Kisses are a no go but I steal them just the same. Being your mummy is an honour. I love you so, so much today and always.
Mummy x x
I have added this post to Donna’s #LivingArrows over on her blog What The Redhead Said.