He’s grown at least an inch and a half since he turned turned six over a week ago. I keep telling him that I’m going to put books on his head so that he can’t grow anymore. I love the way he grins when I joke with him like that.
Last year, age five seemed old and he seemed like such a kid, but six…MAN, six feels like school-age kid. Probably because he is a kid who’s, you know, school-age, but he’s got this whole life that’s separate from the rest of the family. This school-age kid takes the bus to go on field trips and says, “easy peasy,” when he talks about school, and has conversations with friends that I’ll never know anything about.
Six. I’m pretty sure that six is going to be a good year (and expensive as he outgrows all of his clothes).
Favorite thing about school: going to computer center
Favorite TV show: Monster Jam
Favorite food: Hamburgers, pizza, macaroni and cheese, chicken nuggets, french fries, and ketchup. Edited to add per Carson’s request: Pumpkin pie and apple pie.
Favorite toy: monster trucks
Best thing about being six: I learned how to ride my bike without training wheels
Favorite book: Captain Underpants
Favorite color: Blue
Favorite thing to do: Play Monster Jam on Wii on Fridays after school.
Favorite song: Life is a Highway
Favorite sport: soccer
What he wants to be when he grows up: Monster truck driver.
Things only his mama would tell you: He holds my hand after school. On his field trip to the pumpkin patch, he spent more time choosing a pumpkin for Ella than his own. He loves that little girl with all of his heart. He’s kind and sensitive, a worrier and planner. He’s easily frustrated, but he tries hard at most everything he does. He doesn’t like it when I ask him about school, but not as much as he dislikes shampoo and going to the dentist. He doesn’t like for his hair to be fixed and he likes his shirts to have pictures of trucks or cars on them.
This kid. I just can’t believe he went and turned six on me.