The caboose is officially 5-years-old and our “baby” is hardly a baby anymore which is reason to celebrate!
Here’s a snapshot at 5-years-old:
He loves Hallie – he looks forward to any and all time he gets with her – and she is so good to him.
He has realized the power of the Amazon Alexa. I hear him asking questions all the time. How many days until March 2nd? How cold is it outside? How do you spell banana?
He has some friends in the neighborhood and the day is not complete if he’s not asking to play with them multiple times a day.
After Christmas we started weaning him off of daily naps – we figured he was getting old enough to not have a nap schedule rule our day. All of my kids have been late nappers, except Hunter.
He gets dressed all by himself every day and he usually puts on the same clothes he wore the day before. He’s efficient!
He’s a little reader and is almost at the 300 mark for his preschool.
His favorite toy his is 3 wheel globber scooter that he’s had forever. He has put a lot of miles around the neighborhood on that thing.
His favorite accessory is zip up hoodie. It doesn’t matter how cold it is outside, he’s always searching for a hoodie to throw on.
He makes his bed relatively well and it includes a nice tower of beanie boo stuffed animals that he has collected from his siblings.
He asked for an RV for his birthday. He dreams big.
Time is hard for kids and right now for him everything is measured by when he goes to kindergarten. Can he be in a different car seat when he goes to kindergarten? Can he share a room with Cannon when he goes to kindergarten? Will this shirt fit him when he goes to kindergarten?
He has an exciting year ahead of him – which means an exciting year for all of us!
Two years ago Hunter was ready to move to club soccer. We were ready for him to get some competitive play, but we weren’t sure we were ready for the commitment.
Due to our faith, we chose a no Sunday soccer club (which are really hard to come by) – meaning, he won’t ever be asked to play a game or practice on Sundays. We didn’t want to have to make that decision every time a tournament came up that landed on Sundays. We made one decision up front and it has made our transition to club sports much easier.
On Hunter’s team, everyone has their own reason for joining the no Sunday team. For many it was a faith based decision (from all different faiths), for some it was a scheduling decision not conflicting with other activities or work schedules, and for some it was the proximity to the practice fields.
Either way, they all landed on a team together and they have a giant for a coach. He leads them and coaches them in every way imaginable – including leading them in a prayer before each game.
He doesn’t share our faith, and his prayers sound different than ours and I love it all the same. I never tire of seeing this from the sidelines.
I was listening to a women’s conference tonight and the keynote speaker talked about the need to find happiness in all times – good and bad. She gave so many personal examples of things that have happened in her life that weren’t so funny at the time but she can look back on and laugh about now. (She had a great sense of humor!) I recognize I rely heavily on humor to get through most situations – its my little spoonful of sugar.
In fact, Steve and I have a routine. I screenshot funny things on my phone as I thumb through social media and days later when I’ve collected several screenshots and we need a good laugh, I show them to Steve. We could all use a little more laughter in our lives right? Here’s some recent funnies.
There’s not much scarier than a 3 foot tall, cape wearing, gun toting, stormtrooper in a reindeer shirt. He means business. He’s almost 5 years old. He asks our amazon speaker Alexa every day how many days until his birthday. He thinks as soon as he turns 5 he gets to go to kindergarten. He’s in for a rude awakening, he’s stuck with me a while longer. 🙂
I saw quote this week that I couldn’t relate with more right now. “A big project is just a lot of little projects.”
I needed to hear that this week.
We waited for almost 6 weeks for insurance to help us out on our bathroom/laundry flood and we’re now moving into the rebuilding phase. The problem is, once everything was ripped out I had a hard time buying into the idea of putting our 30 year-old cabinets back in the space. We were getting new floors. New drywall and paint. New shower. I couldn’t put a bandaid on the room and put the old cabinets back in when we were eventually going to replace them anyway.
Anyone remodeling right now knows the costs are high and the timelines are extensive. So I came up with what I thought was a reasonable solution at the time: I would build all the cabinet boxes myself. It seemed like a good idea and now that I’m actually knee deep in the project I’m second guessing that idea!! 🙂
I have 17 cabinet boxes I need to build. (Some of them are heavy enough I can’t even carry them by myself.) The project quickly became overwhelming. So I’m breaking it down to a lot of little projects. Drill the pocket holes on 5 boxes. Attach edge banding on three boxes. Assemble one box. The project that has taken over the garage is a lot to handle. But I’m slowly tackling little tasks – I suppose it seems less overwhelming when it’s viewed as a million small projects!
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