The Big 6

I can’t believe you are 6 years old today – just this morning you said to me, “Mommy, doesn’t it feel like my last birthday was 5 months ago?” 🙂

It has been a big year for you!

This year you asked Jesus into your heart… We were lying in bed one night last October talking about Jesus and you asked me if you could go to heaven one day.  Then one short, heartfelt, Holy Spirit-led prayer later, the angels were throwing the biggest party heaven had ever seen.

You lost your first tooth and the Tooth Fairy came.

You cycled your way through a variety of sports – football in the fall, basketball in the winter, and now you’re all about Nascar.  Your daddy and I just love stepping on the 100 millions Matchbox cars you leave all over the living room carpet. 🙂

I love your honest heart…  You confess your sins quickly and then I get the opportunity to hug you close and whisper truths about His unending grace for you.

You still like to play in your kitchen and just yesterday we played restaurant and you cooked me a delicious plate of grilled chicken with bacon and asparagus.

Your little brother tells me regularly that you are his hero.

You like to pull out every piece of construction paper we own and make little creations.

Sometimes you crawl into Sunday School pretending to be a dog named Sparky and I love that the Children’s Ministry staff prints you a name tag that says Sparky.

You mastered the Monkey Bars this year.

Every once in awhile instead of saying goodbye you will say, “Toodaloo!”

You did amazing in your second year of PreK-4.  Your dad and I feel so thankful that you had one more year to play and make new friends.

I love how you are 6 and yet you use vocabulary like ‘aghast’ and ‘miraculous’ and can already tell time on an analog clock.

You get a real kick out of using potty words like ‘poop’ and ‘pee’ and everyday I wrestle with wanting to laugh about it or stuff a bar of soap in your mouth teach you about self-control and Ephesians 4:29.

You didn’t have a seizure this year!

You love to send text messages filled with funny emoticons to Mom-Mom and Grammie and Miss Cathy.

You would eat a brownie for breakfast, cake at lunch, and cookies after dinner every single day if we let you.  I am already praying about the day you go off to college…

I love how you never let me forget to give you Jesus Kisses.

You are always trying to honk my nose at bedtime and while it drives me crrrrazy, I love that you do it.

We recently sat down for an hour and you worked on writing your first book and I got to be the illustrator.  I love that you wrote Pictures By Julia on the cover and told me I did a good job drawing.

You never forget a thing.  {{A fact that also scares me a little bit.}}

I love how you gave it your all at the Talent Show.

Last night as we snuggled in bed, I reminded you about the story of your birth… How the doctors told us THERE WAS NO WAY we would ever have a baby and how we prayed for you by name and how God just blew everyone’s minds when He created you.

You are a miracle.

I’m so blessed to be your mama.  It is an honor and a joy to serve you.  You can talk about poop all you want, little buddy – we think you’re amazing. 😉

Happy Birthday.

Love, Your mama

*If you want to see how this boy has grown, click on the numbers to see Happy Buddy’s other birthday letters – 5, 4, 3 and 2.