The gang, over for pizza.
I love this picture of Paige. She is so great.
Dollar Store styrofoam gliders were a [my, I'm not gonna lie] brilliant idea. The weather was perfect...a bit of wind helped them on their way.
Justin was more than happy to monkey-up the tree to rescue Ruby's stuck glider.
No birthday would be complete without a photo of the little sibling waiting in the wings to blow out a candle. Sorry, Hank. Will you ever forgive me for just serving ice cream on your sixth birthday?
Sure love this guy.
Hank at 6:
-Loves dinosaurs and can pronounce their names, talk about their habits and habitats,
and draw their pictures.
-Is almost done with kindergarten and has grown in leaps and bounds emotionally, socially, and academically. He is learning to write and read.
-Has callouses on both hands from doing the monkey bars every day. Wore gloves to school everyday during the winter for said monkey bars.
-Loves Reese's peanut butter cups and peanut butter/Nutella sandwiches.
-Does 360 degree turns on his Big Wheel, Dukes of Hazzard style.
-Is very insightful and thoughtful. Tells me he is "sensitive" and that his skin is "sensitive." Still sees things that no one else sees, makes connections, and catches more than we realize.
-Loves to watch TV and play computer games. Does flips on the trampoline. Both of which make me uneasy and a little nervous, but we are working on teaching self-control and discipline, as well as safety, so hopefully we're on the right track.
-Hank is a sweetheart who loves people, especially babies. He is creative and has the accompanying creative temperament (of which I know a bit).
Like all my children, he teaches me more than he learns from me, and I am grateful for his strong, funny, curious, adventurous, and content spirit.