Happy birthday to my favourite son. As with every other birthday, we’ve been counting down the days to the big eight, to the Nerf guns you’re expecting to get, to the party at Bounce, to your Michael Jackson cake.
It’s been a special year for you – it’s the first you’ve had a sibling, and just as I expected, you’ve been so sweet, caring, protective and wonderful to your sister. It’s probably a combination of the age gap and your maturity, but there hasn’t been a moment that you haven’t understood that sometimes Rebecca gets “preference” as her needs might be more immediate than yours, and there hasn’t been a moment of complaint, confusion or insecurity when having to share the time and resources.
You get it, and it’s been an absolute privilege having you at my side while I parent my baby, and being such a help. There are instances when the only time Rebecca will be content if not on my hip, is sitting on your bed, or on the couch next to you, just watching you and being amused and entertained while you do your thing.
I have a feeling that this is just the start of many moments where your little sister looks up to you fondly, and I know she will continue to look to you for so many things: love, company, help, learning and advice.
You’ve had another fantastic year, and you truly make mothering easy. You do great at school, you’re content and chilled, and you’ve thankfully had a healthy year – I think we visited the doctor just once for a horrible cough.
Here are some of the cool things that have happened this year:
- You swapped karate for gymnastics, and you’re loving it.
- You lost around five teeth, and enjoyed some nightly visits from the tooth fairy
- You went to your first live rugby match
- You interest in LEGO became an interest in Nerf guns
- You did a live show of Michael Jackson dancing during our holiday at St Francis – you even distributed hand-written flyers for people to attend
- You started riding a bike like a pro
- We started reading Roald Dahl books regularly
- You started coming to shul, and love the children’s services
- You went to two go-karting parties, and became pretty good at it
I say it every year, but this year has been so enjoyable with you. I love being able to chat to you more, and to discuss whether Michael Jackson is alive, and the pros and cons of starting a YouTube channel.
You have learnt sarcasm, and you have become even funnier. I treasure our laughs, of which there are plenty. I’m grateful you’re the type of child who I’ve never had to scream at or punish (aside from that time I screamt at you because you didn’t want to go for a haircut. But I was pregnant and ratty, so you excused me for this moment).
Happy birthday my big little dude. Your growth inspires growth in me as a parent and a person, and I adore you.
Thanks for being an exceptional son and big brother, and well done for being the only one in your immediate family with great rhythm and an ear for music.
Wishing you many more wonderful, healthy and happy years,
I love you,
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