My baby is 6 years old

Tomorrow, April 26th, my son will be 6 years old. I can't believe it! Where has the last six years gone?? I have posted a few (ok, more than a few) of my favorite pictures and stories from throughout the six years.

His first bath

2 months old
The night these pictures were taken he slept through the night for the first time. He didn't do it again until he was about 10 months old.

6 months old
I know he is smiling now but in about 5 seconds he was in tears.
He HATED tummy time!

10 months old
He loved this blanket. In fact, I just re-stitched a few holes this week. He still sleeps with it and says it is the softest thing on earth. I was lucky enough to find the lady that made it for him 6 years ago and bought the girls some.

1 year old
Such chubby cheeks!!
He got those from me. I still have them.

About a year and a half here, I think
with his beautiful smile that could light up a room

Around 2 years old here
This was about the time he started hamming it up for the camera
and he hasn't stopped since.

3 years old here
Such a big boy with his Big Wheel

Three and a half here, I think
Wait! Where did my baby go?
All of a sudden there is a little boy sitting on my lap.

4 years old
Getting ready for our wedding
What were we thinking giving him a Coke with a tux on??


Four years old
My Superman at Halloween

Five years old
His first day of school
It was harder on me than him.
He was so excited.

At the shower a few weeks ago.
He opted to stay with me at the shower instead of going to play Putt-Putt.
He is SO excited about his sisters coming.

And here he is, my mad scientist, at 6 years old just a few days ago.
They are making goo with his science kit.

It is amazing how much of his own personality he has. Other than not sleeping through the night, he was the easiest baby. I have had to punish him in his lifetime less than 10 times. He was an easy toddler and is an even easier kid. I think the Lord spared me because I was a single parent and couldn't have handled much in the way of terrible twos or threes. Even now he is such a rule follower, which is funny because I am so not. He wouldn't even drink out of his Sprite at Wal-mart the other day before we had actually paid for it. 

He has my tender heart. When he was watching Merekat Manor one night he started crying when the other merekats ran off a mama with her babies. He just couldn't understand why they would do that. He loves babies, always has. He has to point out every baby we see when we go out, especially the little girls. 

He doesn't like thunderstorms or the dark. When we tell him we will be fine in bad weather, he quotes the weather man instead of just taking our word at face value. His Root Beer is "flizzery" and everyone is his best friend. He wants to marry me when he grows up. In fact, when I married Gary, it took awhile for him to realize that I wasn't marrying him. He loves Science and Art. We could wallpaper the entire house with his drawings and still have some left over. He tells me he loves me constantly and is the sweetest boy ever.

Thank you for sharing my little trip down memory lane.