Lucas at 7

lucas7cLucas you’ve decided that you would like to stay 4. You wished you could stay little forever. Me too. Thankfully, you’re still small enough that we can pretend you are younger than 7. At 7, you are doing first grade work but you are reading way ahead of your age. You like reading and doing your work. You are a wiggle worm through it all, but you manage to do a good job still.  You are taking one class at co-op this semester and doing fine there too. You still are initially nervous about going. At home, I switch through all of you doing schoolwork and during your breaks you play alone or with Milo if he isn’t busy. You two scream and fight a lot, but you also laugh hysterically at each other and call to each other when you aren’t in the same room after a few minutes. You love to play Minecraft together on the Kindles currently. I think you both would do that all day if I let you.

You are small. Your hair grows fast and we have to cut it constantly. Your nails are always dirty. You have a few freckles across your nose and cheeks. You still look like a little boy. You have lost a few teeth. You do not like your head to get wet. You do not like socks. We have a hard time finding shoes that don’t bother you. You don’t like tags in clothing. You are particular about which clothes you will wear. Only loose, soft, comfortable items that aren’t at all too big or too small. You are a still a picky eater. I’m always worried that you don’t get enough protein. I hope 7 is the year your palette becomes adventurous.

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You only play with Lego’s now.  All your other toys sit unloved, but I can’t bring myself to get rid of them yet. I’m not ready for you to not be the baby, I guess. In the evening, Milo and you go into your room and make up crazy games to play before bed. There is currently a giant slide off your bed made from your Nugget cushions. You two laugh so hard I don’t know how you breathe.  I usually let you keep playing way too late, because I’m so happy you have each other and I want you to enjoy this time of your life together.  I’m pretty sure you shouldn’t be leaping off of things wildly at 10:30 at night though.

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Lucas, are so sweet, caring, and loving. You don’t like me to go out anywhere without you because you said, “Home just feels better to me when you are here.” Could you be any sweeter, baby? When I do go out, you spend some of that time looking out a window or sitting on the porch waiting to see our car return. Then you run to greet me. I love you, Lucas.  You give us all hugs at dinner every night and tell us that you love us. You hug anyone who is crying or feeling sad.  You always tried to fix whatever is wrong for them if you can. Your feelings get hurt easily too. When someone snaps at you or criticizes something you are doing, you run off crying and sit alone sobbing.  I have to come and love on you for awhile until you are past it.  You still scream loudly when you get mad and you cry very easily when things just aren’t going your way. You forget you have words to use.

lucas7dYou have your desk by our backyard window because you like to see outside. You always tell me when there is something out there of interest…a bird, butterfly, or pretty cloud. You like to go places and check out new sights. You like animals, especially ours. You cry if you do not get the first licks or cuddles when we come home from being out. You still like music more than your siblings did or do.  There are always a few favorite songs out that we are not allowed to change the channel on. At night, you play CDs in your bedroom.  You have a whole stack of them to choose from now.

Everyone loves you and looks out for you. You know you are protected by us all.