Last night before Barak went to sleep I asked him if he realized that he would go to sleep a 4 year old and wake up as a 5 year old. His smile was priceless. He is so proud to be turning 5. He thinks of it as a rite of passage, as if he were for some reason needing to become Jeremiah Johnson over night. This morning he woke up strutting around, when I picked him up so Misty and I can take him to lunch, he walked out telling everyone that he is going for Birthday lunch.
This afternoon I am stunned with the reality that my boy is getting older. 5 is a big one. There are a lot of days that come and go which I forget about almost as quickly as they came. But that day 5 years ago has been cemented in my heart since then. I remember holding him as he was about an hour old as he looked around at his brave new world as he embarked on his brave new adventure. Then I felt a great sense of excitement and anxiety all at the same time. The thought that God has allowed Misty and me the responsibility to raise Barak blows me away.
I am so proud of the boy that he is and can't figure out which stage in the past 5 years has been my favorites. What I do know is that my love for this boy grows by the day and I am looking forward to days to come. He makes me a better Father, a better friend. I get to see how I relate to my Heavenly Father in how he relates to me.
(And he loves the XBOX 360 and our "on the way" IPAD).
Happy Birthday Bear!!!
Heart and Soul,
BAG
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Tuesday, May 11, 2010
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