Has brought home two perfect report cards, "excelling in all academic areas... reading and writing at an advanced level and articulates information very well..."
Has 100% average on his weekly spelling tests.
Earned the role of "Bug Master of Ceremonies" in next month's Kindergarten play.
Never. Stops. Talking.
Favorite movie is Star Wars.
Has lost his bottom two teeth.
Is a Baltimore Ravens fan (our only obvious parenting mistake thus far).
Can swim the length of our community pool.
Bowls a 220... on the Wii.
Weighs 45 pounds.
Operates the computer almost as well as Daddy.
Has been riding a two-wheeler for a few months.
Would eat brats, corn-on-the-cob and strawberry shortcake for dinner every night if I served it.
Loves all things Legos, Army and Playmobile.
But loves Ittyboy more than all his toys combined and recently asked me, "Mom, if Dad loves you, why doesn't he fertilize your eggs so I can have another baby brother?"
(Did I mention he's only turning 6?)
Happy Birthday, Bittyman. It was a blink ago that you were just a bitty baby. And now you are an amazing boy with a heart overflowing with love and a brain that is bursting with potential. I am so blessed to be your Mom.
A professional singer and dancer for over 20 years, currently performing in my greatest roles: Diva Mom to my Little Heroes 'Bittyman' (10) and 'Ittyboy' (6), wife to Piano Man Dan, and Catholic cantor for our diocese. Dan and I met while both performing on cruise ships (insert Love Boat reference here). We now live on dry land in the southwest.
Why do I blog? To see myself think, to procrastinate from doing laundry and 'cause I'm not crafty enough to scrapbook my son's lives.