Dear Russell,
Happy 7th birthday, big boy! Our nickname for you is still a song: Russell bussell bo bussell banana bana fo fanna. Fe fi fo fanna, Russell!
You are as talented, cute, and independent as they come. You have taken Kindergarten by storm and we continue to try to keep up with you. This year, you've jumped into your first sport: Tae Kwon Do at the Spears YMCA. Daddy just joined you in those lessons. It is so fun to watch you tutoring your Dad when he asks for help.
You run hard all day (you really like to win races at school) and then you snuggle up at night with your blankie and a bed full of stuffed animals. Your favorite animal is a small yellow bunny.
You like to play on the computer, read, draw pictures of Batman, climb trees, and play with friends (Dommie M., Drew R., Jake W., Sophie C., your cousin Barrett M. and others).
This will be your last year to attend school with Lydia (age 11). Next year, she'll join Ross at Kernodle Middle School. You and Lydia are due to come bounding in from the school bus any minute now. You'll pull out your Monday school folders and we'll find a snack for you. At this moment, though, I want to slow down and remember our sweet journey to this point.
I remember that I had a healthy pregnancy and a normal delivery with you. You began to explore the world the moment you were born: you looked at the hospital sheet then stuck out your tongue to lick it. You are such fun to watch! I promise to help you explore this big world. I trust that you will have many great adventures.
I'm trying hard not to blink while you grow up before my eyes. You are like a Russian Matryoshka doll
that adds new outer shells while we sleep. Sometimes I miss the old stages while being excited about new stages. Last week, I gave away your car seat to another family. I was very matter-of-fact about the hand-off until it was time to walk away from your car seat. Then, I had a few quiet, sad moments as I made note of the moment: giving away our last piece of baby gear from our last child.
You are blessed to have grandparents who live 2 and 4 hours away, sweet cousins near your age and the Bishops who live just 2 miles away. I hope that you'll always value your family and that you'll make time to grow these relationships.
Russell, you are a precious gift. May you love the Lord and love others each day of your life.
Dad and I love you up to the moon,
Mom


