A couple weeks ago was Little Man’s 5th birthday. I can’t believe my sweet little son is not so little anymore. Of course, I don’t know if I can call him little when he is 2/3 my height! My mom always says the smallest person is the one in charge, and with the way the kids are growing, I won’t have to wait long before it’s me again.
A lot has happened in our lives since Little Man joined the world 5 years ago. We have moved twice, changed jobs, and welcomed Little Lady along the way. We’ve begun work on one of the Life Dreams that Big Man and I have held for years. We’ve rejoiced as friends and siblings got married, and mourned as extended family members went home to be with Jesus. We’ve welcomed cousins and second-cousins, a new generation of little ones born into the loving embrace of family and close friends. Little Man was the first of that new generation in our family, and he’s done a fantastic job leading the pack.
We’ve moved beyond the early weeks of sheer exhaustion as we tried to figure out life with a new baby. We ditched the crib before he turned 2 because he climbed out of it all on his own. We’ve survived potty training and haircuts and first trips to the dentist. Little Man has fallen in love with trains, and cars, and airplanes, and trains again. He loves to draw and to build things, and is always ready to talk about trains to anyone who will listen.
He’s a wonderful brother to Little Lady, taking care of her when she is sad or sick, and is kind and generous to everyone he knows. He and Little Lady have a whole set of games only they understand and will “sneak” into each others rooms at bedtime for just a few more minutes of play before sleep. He is constantly asking when he will get to help build the house, and volunteering to help whenever I’m working in the kitchen. We can see more facets of his personality and character every day, and it is such a beautiful thing to witness. We are so very blessed that God gave us our Little Man and we love him more that words could ever say.
My mother-in-law has the best saying about raising kids: “The days move slowly but the years go by quickly.” That is absolutely true in our experience. There are long days and stresses and failures, but all the benefits vastly outweigh those frustrations.
Daddy and I love you, Little Man. You bring us joy and smiles and hugs and snuggles. We are so proud of who you are and we can’t wait to know you more in the years to come.