My Ryk

He seems so big to me lately.

The thought of him going to Kindergarten in August, oh goodness.

I'm not ready.

He talks about wanting to get a pet, his own pet.  A cat.

I tell him not till we have our own house.

"well hurry up and get our own house then, sheesh!"

I agree son.

He tells me that if we run out of money ever, I won't need to worry.

"I got coin money mom, in my doggy bank"

I remind him that we won't run out of money because mommy and daddy have jobs.

He tells me he'll be a soccer coach to make money someday, for his job.

I laugh, thinking that maybe he might need to resort to his coins in his doggy bank someday then...

He wanted to watch himself on tv, a home video of him when he was 6-10months old.

He said "I was cute when I was a baby, mom"

I tell him he is still cute, he'll always be cute.

"even when I'm a grown up mom, I'll still be cute."

Always, son.

He looks up and says "I think your cute mom"

 This home video lets me see my 5 year old Ryk in a new way.

He used to be so squishy, and soft, and stayed where you sat him down at.

Now he is a string bean, and never sits still, and keeps me on my toes.

He ask questions, and talks.

Oh how he talks.

and as much as I want to tell him, you've told me the exact same thing 3 times, I let him go.

Cause he is learning, and exploring, and I love to be a part of it.

and he loves his mama, just like the little squishy 6 month old Ryk did.

I hope he always does.