Joshua Gebeyehu Chad turned 7 on Thanksgiving Day.
7!!!
Since the menu for Thanksgiving Day is pretty much non-negotiable, we celebrated Joshua the night before - with pizza, of course. Pepperoni pizza. He chose peanut butter, oatmeal, M & M cookies in lieu of birthday cake.
And for the first time since he joined our family, he had a BLAST on his birthday!
He was funny and enthusiastic and joyful the entire day.
He wore a Birthday crown at school and loved it.
He went with his Dad after school to pick out his gift - a .22 rifle. He can hardly wait for spring so he can try gofer hunting.
He enjoyed every minute of his party.
And best of all. . . he slept peacefully the entire night after his big day.
We celebrate the healing that has gone on in his heart and soul with deep gratitude.
At 7, Joshua is in Kindergarten. He tolerates rather than loves school. He loves working with his dad. He insists on sleeping on the floor rather than on his bed, every night. He likes to have his head sticking out his door - but as long as we allow him to sleep that way, he sleeps great. He does a wonderful job getting ready each morning. He has stopped sucking his thumb! He still wets the bed though. (Sigh.) His favorite toys all have wheels. He loves to wrestle with Jamison. He is the best big brother in the universe. He misses Krissy like crazy. He is as addicted to TV and IPad games as we allow. He is funny. Really funny. He has the exact same sense of humor as his dad. It is crazy really. He talks. . . a lot! He notices and remembers every detail. He still gives killer hugs, but snuggles less and less every day. He hates to have his hair brushed, so we keep it very short. He is increasingly reasonable. Cause and effect make sense to him. For instance if we let him stay up an hour later than usual, he understands why we expect him to stay in bed an hour longer in the morning. He is a kind and caring friend.
I am so thankful for the "sweet spot" he is in right now. I plan to savor every minute!
Joshua Gubs - happy birthday! I am so thankful that God chose me to be your momma. I am also so thankful for the momma you have in heaven. I can not wait to meet her someday and hear all about the day you entered this world. You are a gift my sweet son.
