Eight years old. EIGHT! How on earth do I have an eight year old?!? Two more years and he is double digits!
This weekend we celebrated Bennett’s birthday at the trampoline park with his buddies from school.
He woke up, willingly took a shower, fixed his hair, and even put on deodorant (which is new for him). I knew he was excited. If you know Bennett, it’s hard to know what he is feeling, he is a boy of very few words and emotions, unless its sports related, in which case he can talk and analyze for hours. It was a Bucs themed party, we all wore our Bucs gear, he played, we sang, ate lots of cake- he had the best time. I swear he was on cloud nine the rest of the day!
My sweet Bennett,
There are so many things that make me so proud of you, but the last few months, watching you become a big BIG brother again has been the most rewarding. You are so in love with Baby Sister Ellie, and so helpful to Mommy, it’s so fun to watch. You will bounce her endlessly, fetch diapers, feed her, burp her… all the things. You make her giggle and quiet her with ease. I am going to love experiencing this relationship grow over the years…
I love that you still give me a kiss even in front of all your school friends, not too cool for me yet! I also love that you still hold my hand, yes I have to be the one to initiate, but you do not put up a fight and that makes my heart so happy. You are SO smart and independent and boy have you gotten good at baseball :).
I am so blessed to be your Mama. I love you so much.
Happy 8th Birthday!