To My Son as You Turn 8 Years Old

To our incredible son…

Happy Eighth Birthday!!

Eight years ago, you made me a mommy, and life hasn’t been remotely the same since…and I wouldn’t trade a single second of it. Eight years ago, I was 25 and most of our friends weren’t even married yet, and as you’ve grown up, so have I.

In the last 8 years, I’ve experienced the depths and breadth of joy and frustration and hope and love more than I could have ever conceived on the day we found out you were on your way.

You are such a homebody today, and we laugh about it all starting when you were five days late and had to be evicted from your warm, cozy home. You have personality tendencies of your mama (introverted homebody) and the brain of your daddy (science and math-oriented), and I think that’s why you and I get along so well…because we really complement each other.

Your curious mind is one of my favorite things about you, and when asked on a worksheet at the beginning of the year to describe yourself, you quickly wrote “love to learn” on the first line. You can read for hours about the solar system or Lego formations or Guinness Book of World Records, and I can’t wait to see what your brain comes up with as you grow.

You love to read, and you currently have 6 chapter books going at the same time!

Connor, you are one of the kindest people I’ve ever met. I don’t think it’s ever crossed your mind to hit someone or name-call or say something mean out of spite. Being around you makes me a better person, and I pray that you influence your peers in the same way, because we could all use a little more kindness in this world.

You say the most insightful things out of the blue, and it feels sometimes like little reminders from God. The other night as we drove to your Cub Scout meeting, you commented that your classmates learn at different paces and in different ways and excel at different subjects and activities, and “it’s cool how God made our brains work differently.” Your acceptance and understanding for all kinds of people and abilities is beautiful.

To our firstborn, our problem-solver, learner, travel buddy, reader, dinosaur expert, goofball, hug-giver, best brother, and encourager… Happy Birthday. We love you beyond your wildest imagination. Multiplied by infinity.

One thought on “To My Son as You Turn 8 Years Old

  • September 13, 2017 at 11:49 am
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    I’ve admired this compassionate, loving, and kind human being since he was three years old! Conner is a role model for all of us, young and old – sometimes the little child leads us. Happy Birthday to the “second best” big brother in the world – after my own big brother, of course!

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