Ben has the best games. He can turn anything...or nothing...into a fabulous game. little boys, and sometimes bigger boys (to his great delight!) tell him..."you are so cool!" and he smiles, "I know".
He does like to impress, mostly me...with feats of strength, magic and jokes.
He is a creator. He loves to innovate, invent, build, draw, sculpt and "upcycle". For hours after we put him to bed he can be heard crafting in his bedroom...sporadically his footsteps are heard through the house grabbing a little more tape, or a paper towel tube. Many nights, half the craft was the wrapping... gifted for me. A little package on my pillow, outside the door or on the bathroom counter to great me in the morning.
This "kid" loves his family. He is fiercely protective of his brother and sister. The latest incident brought Grammie in to intervene when Ben cornered a group of older boys, held at bay with a large stick in the bushes at our park. "Why did you tell Jakey he couldn't play?!" he demanded...with his stick. They boys (twice his age and size and triple in number...) looked at each other with confusion (who is "Jakey?") As the Jakey in question stood a few steps back, chin jutted out as if to say "you see! Mess with me, mess with my brother!".
He sings softly to Elizabeth in the car and holds her pacifier in her mouth while we drive. I have overheard a few little mumblings between songs that have the road blurred for a moment.
"You are prettier than our basement and all the trees Ella!"
"I will love you forever"
"Don't worry Baby-Ella. When you walk I can follow you, to protect you from monsters".
Ben is independent, confident and capable. He gets up and makes he and Jake breakfast in the mornings often these days so I can have a few more minutes of much needed sleep. He gets himself dressed, runs his own bath and diligently completes jobs that we give him with pride.
He has a phenomenal memory, loves puzzles and board games and reading books.
He is silly...so silly...like many boys his age. He finds any reason to laugh and gives the best hugs. He is openly affectionate and loving. He adores his grandparents and says he wants to take the wheels of his bike (but not reaaaaallly...)....he remains a bit cautious when personal injury is at stake!
I love this kid like crazy.
I had to wipe my eyes when I wrote that.
I really really do. It is hard to have a big old hunk of heart walking around outside of your body.
It is also pretty awesome. What a blessing and a joy he is!
I remember so clearly the day he made me a Mother. It might as well have been yesturday for the clarity that I can pull up the memory of that day. His pudgy, clammy little body finally in my arms. I wondered who he would be.I am so grateful to watch who that precious little baby is turning into.
He is wonderful!
Happy Birthday my darling boy.
I love every inch of you and every moment of being your Mother.
Mommy
xoxo
*** Here are the letters of past birthdays!***
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THREE!
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