A Belated Birthday Blog
This is a drawing of my son:
It’s actually him when he was 6 years old, but it’s the best one I have and I’m not able to add a new one at this time due to, let’s say, technical difficulties.
He turned 8 back on January 23. It’s amazing how much he has grown in the intervening time. Our “Little Man” is really turning into a little man. Words are not enough to tell you how proud I am of this boy. I am truly amazed by him on a very regular basis. He is immensely clever, his intelligence shining through those big brown eyes, coming up with brilliant ideas and asking insightful and probing questions. He is good at everything he does, even if he doesn’t always think so. He speaks with music in his voice, walks with rhythm in every step and the mere sight of him smiling is enough to cheer even complete strangers up. He’s a bit crazy on the kooky side, but also capable of being more sensible than most adults I know. He’s ambitious and wants to try everything. He has a dozen careers in mind for his future, and has the ability to do any of them if he wants to.
He’s especially keen on dancing and is very excited to find his new school has weekly classes in dance. He has a natural talent for it. He’s keen on music, and increasingly into drawing and writing. He was a reluctant reader who was turned around by Diary of a Wimpy Kid. Ideas always abound and nothing seems impossible to him. Although he keeps trying to poke holes in the anything is possible theory.
It might sound odd, but I’ve always been struck by how grounded in himself he seems to be. As though he is always just completely there. I don’t know if this would make sense to anyone else. Maybe it’s about presence, or maybe something less tangible. In any case, the boy is magnetic. While people say he looks like me, I think he’s far better looking, and this is because he has his beautiful mother’s genes too. He’s inherited most of his best traits from his mum. The caring, loving, compassionate, thoughtful side. He loves those around him so much that, when asked what the greatest gift he’d ever received was, his reply was “my family”.
I’d say it’s the other way around. The greatest gift his family has ever received was him.
*sniffle* not fair asking me to read this when ill
good blog, really.
honestly though – all true, all beautiful and all amazing is our boy…
we did rather well there and you did rather well here
Just gorgeous. Reading that almost makes me want kids. Almost
Hello, found you through Josies Sleep is for the Weak.
Absolutely love your fresh approach to blogging. Brilliant. I love cartoons – have you heard of Kate Evans? She’s one of my favourite cartoonists and is a personal friend aswell – she does a lot of political and environmental stuff.
Oh and my kids are huge Bowie fans too – Starman is the favourite in this house.