6 years

isaiah celebrated 6 years of life and i didn't post one thing about it. but that's not to say we didn't celebrate. instead, it's like we've been celebrating for 6 weeks.

-we blew out candle and opened presents with cousin caleb and hannah when they were here.
-alaythia got sick the day before his scheduled birthday party, so we had to postpone. but eventually six of his bestest friends came to celebrate with him.
-as luck would have it, we had no school on his actual birthday and grandma was in town. so we headed to an indoor waterpark where isaiah went down his first adult slide!

isaiah is every bit six years old. he's lost five teeth, he's reading easily, he's two thirds of the way through kindergarten. he is on his school's golf team and is set to start soccer next week. he loves football - especially his fantasy league of which he invited his male (and one female) family members to play. he is active, sensitive and smart. he's everything i could ever hope for in a son.

while i'm usually stunned with how mature he's getting just the other night, he crawled up into my lap before bed and asked me to rock him. knowing that snuggle time is VERY rare and will soon not be something he ever desires - i ate up the chance - holding his two younger sisters at bay.

i sat in the same gliding rocking chair i bought before he was born. and like most of the nights of his first year of life - put him on my shoulder and rocked him. although how different it felt, his feet hitting my shins and barely being able to hold his weight with my arms. as i rocked i talked to him about all the 'alone' time we got when he was young. about playing with toys and crawling under the kitchen table to look at the mirror. about lunch dates and walks in the sunshine. how he would suck his two middle fingers and that at 8 months he could eat a whole chicken breast for dinner.

he laughed, i rocked -- and my heart was full. these have been 6 wonderful years of life with the boy God has given me.