And then he was five
Jonny turned five today. I absolutely cannot believe that my baby is five. And he is becoming just the coolest little kid. He's still very sweet and loving... he gives lots of hugs and kisses, and we have this conversation often:
Jonny: "Mommy, I want to tell you something."
Me: "What?"
Jonny: "I like you. And I love you. And I like you."
Me: "I like you, and I love you, and I like you, too."
Followed by a gigantic hug, of course.
He loves riding his bike with the neighbor kids, zipping up and down the street as fast as he can. He gets along well with everyone, and my neighbors all praise him as the "quiet one," which is funny, because the child will talk your ear off if you let him. But he does play pretty quietly overall, and that's usually what they're getting at. Although definitely all boy, he's not as rough-and-tumble as some of the other boys on our street.
His favorite movie is Cars, or "Talking Cars," as he calls it. He and Gracie watch it every night, with only the occasional deviation. He has pretty much the entire collection of the die-cast Cars characters, and he and his friends will sit and play with them for hours at a time.
He loves to be outside. The hardest part of any given day is getting him to come in the house for any reason, but especially at night. His eyebrows and a good portion of his hair have been bleached blonde by the sun.
His insanely blue eyes have only become more startling as he's gotten older, and he likes to put blue gel in his mohawk to match them.
He's very excited to start kindergarten this year, and even more excited that Gracie will be in the same class. He talks about school often, and has been contemplating whether he'd like to have a Cars, Spiderman or SpongeBob lunchbox.
He is a fantastic big brother to Gracie and Levi. He's especially protective of Levi, and keeps him away from the street and generally out of harm's way. He's been even more interested in Levi now that he can walk and is talking a little. He loves it when Levi says something new, and often translates his toddler babble into something more meaningful that only he understands. He's gotten a bit possessive of his toys, but manages to share most of the time. He definitely has the typical "I can pick on my sister but nobody else had better" attitude when it comes to Gracie. Sometimes he truly just torments her, but the vast majority of the time they get along better than any other siblings I've seen.
He still eats almost anything you put in front of him. His most recent new food was crawfish. Within the first three he was pinching the tails and sucking the heads as if he'd been born in New Orleans.
He can carry on conversations that confound me most of the time, and is insatiably curious.
Tonight he curled up beside me on the sofa and we watched Cars together. Before he drifted off to sleep, he promised he'd be my baby boy forever. Part of me wishes that were possible, but it's been so amazing watching him grow into the incredible little being that he's become... most of me just can't wait to see what's next.
Jonny: "Mommy, I want to tell you something."
Me: "What?"
Jonny: "I like you. And I love you. And I like you."
Me: "I like you, and I love you, and I like you, too."
Followed by a gigantic hug, of course.
He loves riding his bike with the neighbor kids, zipping up and down the street as fast as he can. He gets along well with everyone, and my neighbors all praise him as the "quiet one," which is funny, because the child will talk your ear off if you let him. But he does play pretty quietly overall, and that's usually what they're getting at. Although definitely all boy, he's not as rough-and-tumble as some of the other boys on our street.
His favorite movie is Cars, or "Talking Cars," as he calls it. He and Gracie watch it every night, with only the occasional deviation. He has pretty much the entire collection of the die-cast Cars characters, and he and his friends will sit and play with them for hours at a time.
He loves to be outside. The hardest part of any given day is getting him to come in the house for any reason, but especially at night. His eyebrows and a good portion of his hair have been bleached blonde by the sun.
His insanely blue eyes have only become more startling as he's gotten older, and he likes to put blue gel in his mohawk to match them.
He's very excited to start kindergarten this year, and even more excited that Gracie will be in the same class. He talks about school often, and has been contemplating whether he'd like to have a Cars, Spiderman or SpongeBob lunchbox.
He is a fantastic big brother to Gracie and Levi. He's especially protective of Levi, and keeps him away from the street and generally out of harm's way. He's been even more interested in Levi now that he can walk and is talking a little. He loves it when Levi says something new, and often translates his toddler babble into something more meaningful that only he understands. He's gotten a bit possessive of his toys, but manages to share most of the time. He definitely has the typical "I can pick on my sister but nobody else had better" attitude when it comes to Gracie. Sometimes he truly just torments her, but the vast majority of the time they get along better than any other siblings I've seen.
He still eats almost anything you put in front of him. His most recent new food was crawfish. Within the first three he was pinching the tails and sucking the heads as if he'd been born in New Orleans.
He can carry on conversations that confound me most of the time, and is insatiably curious.
Tonight he curled up beside me on the sofa and we watched Cars together. Before he drifted off to sleep, he promised he'd be my baby boy forever. Part of me wishes that were possible, but it's been so amazing watching him grow into the incredible little being that he's become... most of me just can't wait to see what's next.