Six year olds

Last Monday, my youngest boy turned six. My handsome boy, Seth Elliott, knows just how to find your soft spot. He is officially known as "Boo" in our home and he can out snuggle anyone. He makes us smile with his car obsession, he has always loved them and could handle his electric jeep at the age of 1.5 (more so than his older brothers)! Every day he tells me: "I love you mommy," and every other day he says: "Your the best Mommy ever!" Yes, I do believe he knows how to soften many of hearts. He is very thankful, which in turn allows me to learn from him. His grateful heart inspires me to see through this life with loving eyes. He delights in laughter, he falls down and gets up with zeal, and he completely loves. He is tough, at the age of three he had to have 7 staples in his head due to an accident on the brick steps of our house. He and his brothers were playing hard, for a moment (well, several moments) I lost it. There was blood everywhere -on his shirt and his dad's shirt. I freaked, my baby boy was hurt and I had to watch him suffer through pain. He recovered quickly, showing that toughness. He may be tough when it comes to playing rough, but I get to experience his warm hugs, encouraging words and precious kisses. Happy 6th year boo, I love you. Your my baby bear and I wouldn't trade you for anything.