that’s 10 years. 10 years as a mommy. 10 years with this dude.
it makes me think of all the things we’ve done and been through with our high-octane, radio-active son Gibson.
5 months. mmm, miss those days.
he was a born rams fan.
even at 3 he was a monkey
he can bring out the funny in me
mr. gq in his kindergarten uniform knows how to work the camera
he can be a bad dude
he can be sensitive
he can be THE. MOST. HANDSOME. little boy
he is a good student
he can give his mama some love
he’s always made us laugh
and he’s always making everyone else laugh too.
he became a super big brother who marshall looks up to
through all the attitudes and smiles and struggles and hugs, we’ve got ourselves a kid who
opens doors for women,
knows how to make his own lunc,h
knows almost all of Bill Cosby’s skits,
likes DeadMau5 and My Chemical Romance,
builds awesome crazy lego creations,
and is about to begin his last year of elementary school.
thinking that we’ve got less than another decade of him in this house.
that’s only 3 more years until he’s a teenager
that’s 6 years until he’s driving
that’s 8 years until he’s a high school graduate
we’ve got time, but it’s gonna fly by.