And just like that, my little one turns 6 today. He’s made our household very loud and he’s aged me a lot but today I’m a bit teary eyed and I think they are the good kinds of tears.
He loves school, but not reading out loud, he loves Iron Man and Minecraft and ‘rude’ words like ‘boobies’ 🙂 He doesn’t like when his name is shortened to Ollie. He doesn’t like having his hair cut. He loves Crossfit Kids and swimming and football and rock climbing. He loves pasta and Nutella and cucumber maki and still doesn’t eat sandwiches, just like the year before. He has a sweet tooth and his 4th tooth is about to fall out – although thankfully these two facts are completely unrelated. He loves cuddle time (with me) and wrestling time (with MrB and his brother) and listening to books. He loves to draw and phonetically (i.e. not readable to most adult population) write very complicated superhero related stuff. He loves to listen to music and dance with me and/or his brother. He doesn’t like big noisy crowds like birthday parties at soft play centres. He likes a girl. He wants a dog. He can swim but not ride a bicycle. He knows how to drive his brother nuts but when he’s not around he cannot function without him.
He loves to kiss me 🙂
Happy birthday, pontsik! *
*I used to call his brother munchkin and I call him pontsik which means little donut.