you

So far your summer has been a blast. 

Lots of playing with Jay, swimming, running,

enjoying your last weeks with Sarita,

summer school, bowling, movies, 

events, and get togethers.

You don't play with Henry anymore.

But the two of you meet once in a while, 

he in his woods across the street

and you in yours. 

You'll talk a nice while,

and then you'll come up to the house

to declare that you've had a great talk with Hen. :)

You are still into spies and cats. 

Spy cats, usually. 

Or super ninja spy cats.

You want your room redone again. 

Well, not exactly. You love the walls.

You want a new bed. The house isn't doing it for you anymore.

You sleep onto of the house on your twin mattress,

but now you want to be able to 

fit underneath your bed, standing. 

Uncle Robert is going to come and help your Daddy 

build you a cool fort-like loft bed.

This will be the LAST room change 

you will get for awhile. 

You and I are still in karate together. 

We go on Monday nights. 

It's been really good.

You also still do private riding lessons at Linda's.

You've just started showing a trust and interest 

in riding Gwin when we go out to see her together.

I am enjoying your smothering cuddly

sweet loving nature toward me.

Everyday after school we snuggle up

on the couch and I read to you.

You're still my little boy.

Long and independent as you are growing.

We haven't been going to Church a lot, again.

I've been watching it live online,

and you and I have been reading 

the kids versions of 

The Case for Christ

The Case for Faith

and

Max Lucado's

He Chose the Nails

The squirrels are gone, 

the days are hot,

the evening walks are cool.

We're making the most of our time,

and I'm trying hard not to let any of it 

pass us by unnoticed.

We are grateful for all that we have.