Yesterday you turned eight years old and it seems impossible to me that you are not a baby anymore. Every year I feel just a bit sad that you are a year older; one step closer to growing up and having your own independent life. But I am also so curious about who you will be when you are an adult; what career you will choose, what friends you will make, who you will marry and if you will have children one day. That is why raising children can be so bittersweet. It is hard on any mama's heart to watch the baby years pass way too quickly, but each year brings so much newness that it is hard not to view these growing up years with a good bit of excitement too.
We are so close, the two of us. I sort of think it is because our personalities have some similarities. You need downtime to introvert sometimes, but you also have several friends that you love to spend time with. You enjoy outings to do fun things...but what you love most is staying at home. You are also super moody and unpredictable. Sadly, that kind of comes from me too.
Second grade has been a pretty positive experience so far. You like your teacher and have some friends in your class. You still do not love going to school every day, but it is not a day to day struggle like it was last year. You spent most of last summer begging me to homeschool you. And it was tempting...but I think it would have ended up being a negative experience for both of us. I am thrilled that you are liking school a bit better this year.
Your interest in Minecraft has become a little out of control lately. I am not a fan of Minecraft...especially the awful YouTube videos you watch, and this causes some conflict between us. I'm not surprised that you love the game-- it fits in well with your creative side. But I miss the days when you would draw enough pictures for me to paper my walls with, and created all kinds of things out of a variety of materials. I'll be honest, this Minecraft fixation is something I will not miss once you move onto something else :)
This year I am praying for you to be more empathetic. This isn't new, it has been my prayer for you for quite awhile. I think some people are just naturally empathetic. They can intuitively feel what others feel, they feel sad when someone else is sad, or regretful with they hurt someone's feelings. And for other people empathy has to be fostered in them. So I am working on that diligently with you. Carver, I want so badly for you to understand why it is important to be able to understand how people feel-- especially how your own actions can make others feel. I want you to be thoughtful and kind (and you definitely are sometimes!). I want you to see someone who is hurting and want to help them. I want you to see someone who needs help and want to be the one to help them. I want you to have a heart for people and to make a difference in the world. And I have faith that you will.
My biggest prayer will always be that you love Jesus. Nothing in the world matters more than this.
Carver, I am your biggest fan, and I always will be. I will love you fiercely and will always be your safe place. Always. I will do whatever I can to help you grow and learn and tackle life. I am so thankful for you and lucky, oh so lucky, that God gave you to me eight years ago.
Every single day you tell me that you love me, at least a dozen times :) You hug me and kiss me and ask me to pick you up and hold you (which is getting harder every year!). You really love one-on-one time, and sushi dates are usually our thing. Sometimes we stay up a little late talking and that is really when I feel like I learn the most about you. Sometimes you ask really interesting (and often odd) questions, sometimes you tell me things you are worried about, and sometimes we talk about the past-- you especially love to hear stories about when you were a baby, before Carson was born. You might secretly wish you were an only child, but I promise, one day soon you will be so very thankful that you have a brother. I wish you could have had even more siblings, but I am praying for a very strong bond between the two of you. Family is so important Carver.
Happy 8th Birthday! I love you more than you will ever know.
Love,
Mama