Ryan at Seven

Ryan my loving boy.  You are seven today. How is that possible.  Seven years ago, I didn't know if you would live, let alone become the wonderful child you are today. Seven years ago today was the scariest, most wonderful day of my life because you and your brother made your grand entrance way too early.  I should have seen that as a foreshadowing of your constant early wake ups!

Ryan my heart.  You are so kind and generous.  This year it seems you are always trying to give things away, to me, to your father, to your brother.  I even caught you trying to slip Five Dollars into your Grandmother's Card.  You are so considerate of others and their feelings.  When Evan gets in trouble, I often find you crying for him.

You are so eager to help, and to do things on your own.  You still love to be in the kitchen, and you want to help when ever possible.  You can make your own breakfast, and you have gotten really good  at measuring, cracking eggs, and even chopping! You have such an affinity for the kitchen, I still think you may be a chef.

Ryan you are so incredibly smart, but you are less confident of your intelligence. Your memory is amazing.  You have such an eye for detail and with your memory, I have a tough time keeping up with you.  You struggled all year with your reading, but in the last few months you have really blossomed. You are reading easily things that had you frustrated only weeks ago.  I am so proud of your hard work and your tenacity.

You have so many friends, and you even have a "girlfriend".  Sorcha is super sweet and she talks about you to her mom all the time.  You must like her a lot as you named one of your Lego ships the Sorcha. She recently came over for a play date and the three of you ran around and had a blast for 7 hours.

You are so competitive, and such a perfectionist.  (I'm sorry about that sweetie, but you come by those attributes naturally. We will work on using that to your advantage)You remind me of your Daddy, not just in looks, but in your quick wit and one liners.  For someone so young, you have a very well developed sense of humor. 

I am so thankful that you still want to cuddle me.  All I need is a book and you are all over me!  You still spontaneously give me a hug, just because, and it melts me. I hope you never loose that loving, kind spirit of yours.

Happy Birthday my precious, sweet, loving boy!