He began the year enthusiastic but cautious, unwilling to sing the "silly" songs around the perimeter of the alphabet-themed carpet. A bright-eyed boy of three, who favored Batman, bugs, and the company of his sisters.
On his final day, with sisters looking on, I watched as he sang, standing a head taller than most classmates, "love grows one by one, two by two and four by four," the lyrics of the "silly" song he refused to sing for so long. A bright-eyed boy of four, lover of golf, basketball, bugs and Star Wars.
As he joyfully received his end-of-the-year "You're Going Places" award in recognition of "his confidence to learn and try new things" my heart was full as I clapped loudly in recognition of all the ways our little man had grown.
Our second born, he is sandwiched ever so sweetly between two explosive gals. Much of his identity is wrapped up in big sissy and his Junie; they are his comfort.
I'm so thankful for the tender encouragement he received this year from teachers who encouraged our little man that he could stand tall with confidence, express his ideas with enthusiasm, try new things, and be the unique little boy he was created to be.
Look how he's grown! Oh how I remember that silly song and the amazing teachers. :)
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