Nathan at Five
I started this post the night before his fifth birthday, fully intending to finish it before we left on vacation. Best laid plans, as they say. So here it is, not complete and not on-time, but published.
What can I say about Nate at five years of age that he can't say about himself? Not much, really. He's so very articulate; so polite; so interested in science, in nature, and in learning in general. Hardly a day goes by that he doesn't bring up some amazing fact he's learned recently. Just tonight he started talking about gravity and how, without gravity we would just float around, and how he wishes he could turn off gravity and we could fly off into space.
I'm right there with you, Nate. Right there.
Nate, June 2011
He's turned into quite the wrestling mat for Lily. She loves to pounce and sit on him and he loves to have her do it. The two of them get along so well. You can see the admiration she already has for him. Sometimes he forgets that she's only nearly 15 months old, but then again, most of the time so does she.
I'm very grateful that he's not only kept, but grown his interest in books over the years. And it shows in his budding reading skills. And also, much to my chagrin, a marked increase in listening comprehension when it comes to intercepting and interpreting "mom & dad" code(s). He's a regular Enigma, I tell you.
Nate and Issac, June 2011
Five years old is going to be an amazing year, I can already tell. I'm so looking forward to it.
Nate, July 4, 2006