Happy Birthday, Steven
My baby is seven. My baby is seven? Really?!
One of these days I’m going to have to deal with what many of my friends are dealing with: youngest children who are turning 13 or 15, graduating from high school or college, getting married or welcoming their first child. Someday. But for now, I am just dealing with the idea of my baby turning seven.
I have to admit, I kind of like it. Babies are precious, and their growth is spell-binding. Toddlers are fun. You can almost see the learning! Preschoolers are, well, challenging. But, when they’re mine, I do enjoy watching the amazing ways they develop over those years. But then they hit school age. Oh my goodness, what a delight! Their personalities and interests really start to take off. And that is so true of my baby boy!
Steven loves to help. Absolutely craves it! He wants to serve as often as he can. He literally stalks me when he thinks I’m about to wash dishes, because he wants to be right by my side.
He hasn’t outgrown those snuggles, though! Of course, it helps that Daddy likes snuggles, too. He thinks being like Daddy is the most awesome thing in the world. So, if it’s good enough for Daddy, it’s good enough for Steven.
Steven is curious and loves to learn. He wants to explore and build.
Legos are his number one favorite. Currently, he enjoys building anything Star Wars related. But, it really doesn’t matter what he builds, as long as he can play with his Legos!
Oh, and then there’s Doctor Who. He doesn’t watch Doctor Who – it’s still a bit too much for him right now. But, he loves the characters! As soon as he saw this contraption (a well head?) at the museum where we took pictures, he called it a Dalek (mortal enemy of the Doctor) and had to have his picture beside it. Of course, his Daddy and both of his sisters immediately saw the Dalek similarities as well! I am part of a rather crazy family, I know.
Whether serving or snuggling, Star Wars or the Doctor, Legos or some other plaything (is there really any other plaything?), Steven puts his all into what he loves. He is enthusiastic, energetic, and all boy. He is also a fantastic little brother who adores his sisters and will stand up for them no matter what.
He is kindhearted, gentle, loving, and generous beyond measure. And, goodness, isn’t he handsome?
Happy birthday, precious son. You are such a blessing to our family! We love you and are incredibly thankful for you. I look forward to watching you grow even more in this coming year. Yes, it’s hard. But I still look forward to every single moment.