Seven
He's seven today. Seven years of this amazing human being swelling our hearts and filling out our family in ways we never could have imagined.
I tell you what. He is something, our Aden Levi.
All boy, roll and tumble, pick and fight. Nothing physical is ever done halfway. Swimming is wild splashy, running is fast, jumping is high, bike riding is wide slam open. Basketball and baseball remain king.
Lego maniac. Last year's birthday, a friend gave Aden his first ever lego set, a camper and jeep. It sat on the shelf for a few months, then pulled out for a boredom buster. And so began the addiction. There are thousands of Legos in our house.
In Legos and in life, he will freely create as much as he follows the instructions. It's the same beautiful determined, inquisitive personality he's had since he was a baby. Aden constantly sees things and then rethinks them. If I only had a nickel for every "Mama, what if..." situation completely out of left field and only possible in the ginormous mind of a boy.
He imagines. His umpteen toy planes and helicopters are real and all have their own voices and go on stealth missions and either crash violently or save the day heroically.
Our summer screen slash hasn't hurt his feelings in the least. What screen time he gets is spent on Youtube watching speed builds of Lego sets or Minecraft structures.
Loves to make us laugh. Of course he still and probably will always love potty humor, but his most hilarious moments are the utterly random truths he tells or a made-up song or some funny way he moves his body.
Swagger. Confidence. Blue eyes twinkling in somehow figuring out the secret to being happy and not worrying about anything. Anything. I am jealous of how he sees every day as an adventure to be conquered, how he can stand alone without regard to what anyone thinks, how he sees the best and the potential in everything.
So full of life. Considerate and encouraging and quick to give a hug or kiss when he thinks one is needed. At least to me. He loves me an awful lot.
Focus is not his strength. He did very well in school overall, but there were some issues in the classroom and during homework with keeping still and finishing things. Our piano lessons are sometimes a struggle, though he has learned so much and really enjoys playing when his mind is clear enough.
And we are working on handwriting all summer. He can write neatly, but it takes infinitely more time than the chicken scratch he has come to be known for, and in his mind that time would be much better spent turning his Lego airplane into a massive boat.
Priorities.
He is growing, as expected, which totally throws a wrench into the "if you don't eat your vegetables, you won't grow anymore" adage we inherited from our parents. Won't touch a vegetable, no matter the bribe. Someone needs to come up with a way to make all vegetables look and taste like cheese. Quickly.
The biggest change in our boy that we just noticed all of a sudden is that he is basically just Brandon. Kid used to look like me. And now he doesn't. Kid used to kind of act like his Daddy. And now he acts exactly like his Daddy. With maybe a few exceptions.
He is amazing and surprising and hard-headed and somewhat whiny and smart and observant. We are so thankful to God for another year with our sweet Chunky Monkey, and filled with pride that Aden is not only now a child of God, but is becoming such a strong and courageous young man.
We love you to the moon and back, Aden Levi. Happy seventh birthday!
I tell you what. He is something, our Aden Levi.
All boy, roll and tumble, pick and fight. Nothing physical is ever done halfway. Swimming is wild splashy, running is fast, jumping is high, bike riding is wide slam open. Basketball and baseball remain king.
Lego maniac. Last year's birthday, a friend gave Aden his first ever lego set, a camper and jeep. It sat on the shelf for a few months, then pulled out for a boredom buster. And so began the addiction. There are thousands of Legos in our house.
In Legos and in life, he will freely create as much as he follows the instructions. It's the same beautiful determined, inquisitive personality he's had since he was a baby. Aden constantly sees things and then rethinks them. If I only had a nickel for every "Mama, what if..." situation completely out of left field and only possible in the ginormous mind of a boy.
He imagines. His umpteen toy planes and helicopters are real and all have their own voices and go on stealth missions and either crash violently or save the day heroically.
Our summer screen slash hasn't hurt his feelings in the least. What screen time he gets is spent on Youtube watching speed builds of Lego sets or Minecraft structures.
Loves to make us laugh. Of course he still and probably will always love potty humor, but his most hilarious moments are the utterly random truths he tells or a made-up song or some funny way he moves his body.
Swagger. Confidence. Blue eyes twinkling in somehow figuring out the secret to being happy and not worrying about anything. Anything. I am jealous of how he sees every day as an adventure to be conquered, how he can stand alone without regard to what anyone thinks, how he sees the best and the potential in everything.
So full of life. Considerate and encouraging and quick to give a hug or kiss when he thinks one is needed. At least to me. He loves me an awful lot.
Focus is not his strength. He did very well in school overall, but there were some issues in the classroom and during homework with keeping still and finishing things. Our piano lessons are sometimes a struggle, though he has learned so much and really enjoys playing when his mind is clear enough.
And we are working on handwriting all summer. He can write neatly, but it takes infinitely more time than the chicken scratch he has come to be known for, and in his mind that time would be much better spent turning his Lego airplane into a massive boat.
Priorities.
He is growing, as expected, which totally throws a wrench into the "if you don't eat your vegetables, you won't grow anymore" adage we inherited from our parents. Won't touch a vegetable, no matter the bribe. Someone needs to come up with a way to make all vegetables look and taste like cheese. Quickly.
The biggest change in our boy that we just noticed all of a sudden is that he is basically just Brandon. Kid used to look like me. And now he doesn't. Kid used to kind of act like his Daddy. And now he acts exactly like his Daddy. With maybe a few exceptions.
He is amazing and surprising and hard-headed and somewhat whiny and smart and observant. We are so thankful to God for another year with our sweet Chunky Monkey, and filled with pride that Aden is not only now a child of God, but is becoming such a strong and courageous young man.
We love you to the moon and back, Aden Levi. Happy seventh birthday!
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