Today, Sketch turns nine!! This is his last year in the single digits and I can hardly believe it. Last night, I was mulling over some photos of him for a simple collage and I couldn’t believe how much my little man has changed on me.
For example, I forgot just how blonde his hair used to be…and now he pretty much has brown hair. It’s crazy, I didn’t even notice it changing. It’s like I woke up and he was a brown haired boy. But look, I’ll prove it with a rare photo of his toddler years.
See, blonde haired boy!! Now, his hair is almost as dark as Radar’s hair. Not only has his hair changed but the boy is only a foot shorter than I am. This makes both him and Pilot quite thrilled.
He is my lover. He likes to wrestle with his brothers but he’d much rather draw, color or create. Part of his name means “defender of mankind” and that he truly is. If he sees somebody being picked on he’s the first to step in and ensure they’re not alone and I pray he forever maintains that same compassion. He has such a sweet soul.
He is my artist. He spends hours doodling in his notebooks and because of this we have a vast assortment of notebooks floating around but he draws in them all. When I flip through them I love looking at his thoughts and I can’t wait to see where this passion will take him in life because I’d be surprised if this isn’t part ofhis future.
He’s my lone wolf and a stubborn one to boot. He has no issue standing alone. He’d prefer to have others with him but he has no problem jumping to the aid of another and being the only one to do so. He also had no issue standing for what he believes in despite other people standing with him. Some people say stubbornness us a bad quality but I firmly believe it can be a fantastic one if learned to be channelled properly. Not only that, he becomes so focused that he doesn’t even realize he well have spent hours working on something. I know adults less dedicated to their cause!
He is my Sketch! People often say that I need not baby/savor my big boys when I have little boys still but the truth of the matter is that I have but one Sketch. He is irreplaceable and I love him more than words can say. He will always be that tiny little six pounds, eleven ounce baby we brought home and we worried as we’d never had such a tiny baby. He was the first baby his daddy got to see be born! He was my first and (thus far) only c-section. He is also my child who tends to resemble his daddy the most which I love! He will always be the oddball toddler who refused to touch any condiments (seriously, what kid hates ketchup?) and yet he loved food so passionately that he’d cheer when it was did time!
So, happy birthday Sketch! I pray that despite being in a hotel for your birthday, you’ll have a great day and know just how much we LOVE watching you become a young man and how much we LOVE you!!