Today my bonus boy is nine. I've had the pleasure of being a part of five of his birthdays.
This year he has found his inner gumption and learned to stick up and stand up for himself.
This year he's lost so many teeth of lost count and looked the absolute cutest EVER with the two front ones gone.
This year he has educated himself on the solar system. He checked out books, read them, looked online and then wrote his own book about the planets.
This year the two of us have found our happy place - we kid each other - we joke with each other - no more hurt feelings.
This year he has completely wrapped his mind around what it is to have a little sister...and he loves it. He pushes her when she wants to be pushed. Carries her when she wants to be carried. And talks to her when she is lonely. He is her Dew.
This year he has excelled at Martial Arts (Karate). He's earned belts. Practiced. And concentrated.
This year, as in every year past, he has been an ideal student. No struggles.
This year he has learned more responsibility. His bed is generally made before he leaves his room in the morning and he never walks on the carpet with shoes on. Little things...such progress.
This year he has become his own person. He worries less and less every day about pleasing the masses and more and more about being himself. I love watching that part of him.