On September 19, you turned nine years old. Yes, I am a month late writing your birthday letter too, I had to keep things fair. Nine years ago you made your entrance, very quickly and 2 weeks early at that, as if you were impatient to meet us. You are the baby, currently and have made it very clear that you are ready to hand that title off to your little sister.
Here is just a little of you at Nine:
You love sports. Any kind. But you are never without a baseball or football in your hands. Even just sitting you subconsciously are throwing one ball or the other in the air, over and over. Nothing has been broken yet, and I have given up on "No balls in the house", I found myself repeating it every five minutes. So now the rule is "no throwing the ball in the house". I'm anxiously waiting to see what is going to get broken first...
You are always on the go. Unless you are sleeping you are moving. Although I love this about you and your dad, sometimes it just wears me out.
You collect baseball and football cards.
School is not your favorite, but it's ok because of P.E. And you pick out your clothes every night. This is surprisingly important to you. You are very adamant about what looks good together. but ironically would wear nothing but shorts (as in no shirt, no socks, no shoes) if I let you, even if it was 10 degrees outside.
You do still want to be babied in the morning. (sorry it's true) You want to climb in my lap and fall back asleep, and if we don't have time you are a bit of a bear!
We love you to the moon and back. We hope we have the energy to keep up with you as you explore life with such passion.
Birthday Wake Up Rolls
Birthday Party Fun with friends