Time seems to be running so much faster as of late. Just a minute ago, I blinked and you were turning six. Blink again, and now it's New Year's Eve. A lot has happened since October, and I'm proud to say that we've been so busy filling the days with fun and memories that I haven't had much time to write. But here we are now, and I finally have a second to breathe (or I am forgetting at least 400 things I should be doing), so I am going to take that time to write to you.
|Bear's First Report Card|
|teaching a parent about smells|
|You with your "smell painting"|
announced that your allotted portrait time came after recess and P.E. So I just knew we were in for a doozy, and boy was it worth the wait. They are still super cute, but your hair... It has a mind of its own. Maybe one of these days we will bend it to our will. We ordered portraits for all the grands, and of course we have one in our house. I can't get over how grown up you look, especially with those missing teeth. Where in the world did my baby go?
And speaking of looking for my missing baby, we cant mention October and fall without holidays and birthdays!
On your actual birthday - and I will hopefully post about your party in a bit - I picked you up from school, and you and I made our annual pilgrimage to the pumpkin patch. Grandma and Papa Davis also brought you special pumpkins from Cohocton, but there's something about taking you to pick one out. I guess it reminds me of all the past years we've done this, and in my minds eye, I can picture little almost one-year-old you toddling around all those pumpkins. It really shows me how much you've grown. And here I go getting all sappy again. Anyway... here you are! My big six year old and the pumpkin patch:
Here you are creating your design.
Judging by your face, you still aren't wild about the scooping part. But you did it!
Our finished product!
For Halloween this year, you opted to dress up as Charlie Brown, and after years of costumes like tractors and the solar system, I sure breathed a sigh of relief when you finally made your costuming choice. This year's costume was a breeze! We found you a yellow polo shirt and some black shorts, and combined with some yellow socks, brown man-shoes and some felt, we turned you into a pretty adorable Charlie Brown. We also were lucky in that we had friends trick or treat with us. Your daddy was in Europe again, so it was nice to have company with which to roam the neighborhood. Amanda Saltsman, a friend and fellow twirling coach of Mommy's and her family came, and so did the Liedys. It was a lot of fun, but as usual, you were pretty much done with it after a bit. We introduced our pals to our Halloween tradition of Chinese food take out before trick or treating, and it was a really fun night.
It's my great pumpkin!
Fall and the beginning of winter also brought us a new interest and activity for you. You still enjoy bowling, and you're still pretty dang good at it, but you decided that you wanted to give soccer a try. I have to heave a sigh here, because I thought I had done my soccer-field-penance; with both Uncle Gary and Uncle Brian being soccer players, I spent a good share of my time at The Meadows for practice. Or schools for games. Or just standing in the front yard as goalie - which I might add, I was not so good at playing. But because you are my boy, and I would do absolutely anything for you, this is now my Saturday morning:
I think that about wraps up the year, except for Christmas, which again, needs its own letter. And it's going to be a good one. 2015 has been an interesting year, and I can only imagine what this next year will bring. I'm one lucky mommy that I get to share it all with you.
Love you bunches, Little Bear.