Jeremiah's birthday fell on 6-7-8 very cool numbers.
Six years old seems too grown-upish to be the "baby." It's a bittersweet feeling; knowing he's the last, yet rejoicing in his growth. He starts 1st grade this fall, which means "real" school work.
He still has mispronunciations like:
instering : interesting
mesnin : medicine
sneasoning : seasoning
shashage : sausage
He's still very much into dinosaurs. Only now nstead of calling them "long neck", "three-horn", and "small feet", he calls them Apatosaurus,Triceratops, and Tyrannosaurus Rex.
He's full of his own thoughts now, instead of the days when I could just tell him what to think. I'll miss those days. He's very much into doing things the right way and not to kean on shortcuts. I'm very interested in seeing how this plays out when he becomes a man.
He's our funny man and still loves to have his picture taken, while everyone else groans and tries to hide. He's has an adventurous quality that we try to keep somewhat tame. There isn't much he's afraid of. But in his favor he doesn't shy away from a challenge.
As the youngest everyone dotes on him. They are also quick to put him in line on the pecking order when he goes too far.
This child is very affectionate and loves to give hugs. He's the most like his father this way. He doesn't mind when we pick on him for his cute and funny things, (I'm afraid he eats up the attention).
Happy Birthday Jeremiah!!! 6 is going to be fun!
