(Now six months later) Davy turned nine! His birthday is a week before Christmas and it seemed to especially get a bit lost in the shuffle this year. We did several small celebrations spread out and I hope that it together made one satisfactory one. We had birthday cake and make-your-own Lego face cupcakes with Aunt Camilla and Becky one day, a special family movie night with treats and movie chosen by Davy another night. On his actual birthday we stopped in at the grocery on the way home from school and chose several flavors and toppings for ice cream sundaes. I played waitress at home and served everyone the sundae of their desire.
Despite the less than fanfare-tastic party celebrations, I hope Davy knows how much we value him in our family. We appreciate how seriously he takes his big brother role. He is bright and bursting with energy and enthusiasm for learning and doing. He loves playing Fur Elise on the piano and can figure out other songs by ear. Davy may not play Minecraft very often (at cousins or friends occasionally) but he knows everything there is to be read and studied about it. He is a talented writer and is becoming an extremely fast and precise typer.
I can't believe how much he has grown. Every time I turn around and expect to see a little child I'm astonished at how mature and tall he is. The years have flown by since I could hold him cradled in one arm. We really love this boy. I can't wait to see what more he brings to the world.
I see this expression a lot. "What do you want from me? What are you talking about?"
