Thursday, April 12, 2012

My seven-year-old son

Lately Nick has taken interest into styling and fixing his hair in the morning. It takes him at least 7-10 minutes to wet, comb, and gel his SHORT hair, then re-wet, re-comb, re-gel the SHORT hair again a few more times before it is just right. I barely paid much attention to his 'style' this morning. See, mornings are quick, intense, and busy....so when Ryan asked me this morning, 'is he going to school with his hair like that?', I dutifully said, 'I don't see what it hurts'...thinking it will fall down by morning sack time. When we picked him up this evening, this was the picture perfect of his hair. We laughed. I see a resemblance to Dennis the Menace...do you?

This little man is quite the charmer, comedian, athlete, and more. He is sweet and kind...when I'm having a sad day, he instinctively gives me a hug. He is all boy. Never a bit of drama from this child. He aims to please. You tell him he has hurt or disobeyed his parents and he is remorseful and sad. He studies hard in class for a perfect report card (crossing my fingers for a perfect one come Monday, 4/16). He eats everything (minus cheese and white milk) that is put on his plate. He likes veggies that I don't like such as celery and carrots and eats them as a snack. He loves the WWE, collects WWE trading cards, and tries to wear a wrestling shirt everyday of the week. He's been called Nickle-buck, Nickle-Pickle, and most recently Snaggle-tooth. He is a consistent sleepwalker. He tries hard at new things. He is laid back and easy going. He tells me on time each night that it is his bed time. He is a good friend. This morning he told Lauren 'you have to be ok with things you don't like about your friends, because they are your friend.' Lauren says he is a good big brother and I second that. At this time in his life, the only girl he will play with is his sister. He wants to be just like his Daddy. He loves to swim in the river (unlike his mama). He loves bubble gum. So far his favorite sport to play is baseball. He is growing up too fast.

This is my seven-year-old son and I am proud and blessed to be his Mom.

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