Each year I write a letter to my kid’s on their birthday. It’s been over a month since Beckham turned 6 (11/19), but I don’t want to forget it.
You’re officially 6 years old now and have matured so much this year. I feel like from 5-6 was the biggest growth emotionally for you. You’re like a kid and no longer a little boy. You LOVE playing with older kids and seek them out wherever we go.
You’re a typical first born child. Strong-willed and a leader. Your “strength” wears me out daily, but I’m telling myself it will benefit you some day in your career.
Your energy is unreachable. Your favorite activity is to play with the neighbor kids…or to play with anyone, preferable older. You’ve transitioned out of wanting to play with toys to wanting to play with people. Your favorite toys however are Legos and you can build them much better than I could. You also love art and coloring..and technology of course (tv, ipad, movies)
You started Kindergarten a few months ago and LOVE it. You would go on Saturday and Sunday if they had it. It keeps you busy too, which you love. You are learning how to read and it’s one of my favorite things to watch you do. Math is your favorite subject and you are great with numbers (hmm, wonder where you got that? #dadisamathteacher). And God bless your teacher…there is quite the mix of energetic boys in her class. She’s getting good gifts all year.
You have played baseball the last 2 seasons and just started soccer again after a year break from it. You love it and are still super fast. You’re much better than when you played at 4/5. You want to play soccer in the house all the time (it’s karma for me…I used to do that in our house growing up, breaking a couple of windows doing it as well). I really enjoy watching you play sports!
You became a big brother to a little sister in October and are dominating that role. Seeing you react to my pregnancy and her arrival has been one of the sweetest blessings of having her. You help me a lot and like holding her.
In a nutshell, you’re a “cool” kid…not too dramatic, very self-aware, and still don’t like hugs. You’re a high five kind of guy. You test me in ways first borns usually do. As frustrating as it can be, I’m a better mom because of it. You’re always so forgiving of me and deep down, find that comfort from myself and your dad.
Love you tons and can’t wait to see how this year unfolds!