We kick off October with the celebration of Everett’s birthday. He was so excited, after patiently (or not so patiently) watching all of his brothers have their birthdays for the year. Now it was his turn.
Our little tradition we have settled in to is to have all the presents wrapped and waiting on the kitchen table in the morning so we can open presents first thing. Why wait?!
This means I have to wrap the gifts the night before (sometimes long before that, but usually just the night before). And I have to wake up before the children to be sure presents aren’t unwrapped without us (me and Wyatt).
On Everett’s birthday I jumped out of bed and went to get the little lovelies downstairs to invite them up to sing Happy Birthday and wake Ejo up.
As I came around the corner of the stairs, I encountered “the Birthday Bird” – Olivia and Calvin had been up in the early early morning making this costume for Little Everett.
You can imagine how my heart at once both melted and exploded in happiness and goo at seeing my kiddos take such efforts and care of their brother.
We went in to Ejo’s room singing “Happy Birthday.”
And he had such a fun day.
The very next morning Everett proclaimed with complete conviction during breakfast, “Oh, come on mom! Come on, I’m five now. You can trust me. You can trust me with all your money.” Hahahahahaha – this cute kid is sooooo funny.
Things About Everett as a Five Year Old
He has outgrown sucking his fingers. It wasn’t something we tried to get him to stop . . . he just outgrew it on his own. He’s such a big boy.
Everett came to earth with a heart full of emotions. He is so sensitive to others and makes and gives gifts to those he loves. He’s sensitive to how others feel. Roo lost a glow stick in the creek at the cabin a few weeks ago, and has long since forgotten about it (he wasn’t that upset in the first place, he threw it in!) but still every once in a while Ejo will burst into tears and tell me how he just feels so bad for Andrew for loosing his glow stick.
I feel like I’ve learned a lot about this boy through the whisperings of the spirit . . . how to teach him and guide him. I don’t do it perfectly, or at times, even well. But I feel like I’m coming to understand him and be able to help him grow. I think about it constantly, and we are slowly improving.