Gotta BE
Today is his 7th birthday.
And I’m happily hunkered somewhere in memory lane,
strolling through the birthday sentences,
the time capsule,
the feels of his annual moment, his day.
But how does one truly capture the essence of this unique soul, this busy boy ?
hmmm
For starters, I love how he leans into those out of nowhere, just because hugs.
Stopping in his tracks, he’ll pause and hang on for a few, and he melts my heart each and every time, ’cause yep, Grandson, I needed one too.
His isms we’ve charted for a few years now, sometimes LOUD and 1,000 exclamation points worthy, sometimes soft and so delightfully elusive, zero in and listen close, or evaporated, those young thoughts become.
He’s a bit shy in some situations and others ??
Ooooooh, others.
He continues to amaze, with his jump right in, !! pick meeeeeee !! gusto
& the fact he collects the little things, the rocks, the this, that’s, the I Don’t Know Why I Like It, I Just Do just tickles my insides, ’cause his Gramma Jacki does that too.
It’s been 2,556 days since you entered our lives, T, and my biggest, grandest wish on your special 24 is to never, ever, ever lose the incredible vibe of the song we sing so often …
Gotta. BE.
Gotta. DO.
Gotta keep on keepin’ YOU.
♥