Every year, for every one of our kids' birthdays, I'm always left saying I can't believe "insert name" is "x" years old now. Sometimes I wonder if it gets tiring for other people to hear. I can honestly say though, with every birthday, every year, that feeling of astonishment is genuine.
Today, I can't believe Logan is 6 years old. Logan was our surprise baby, the one we didn't know we needed. His path hasn't been easy so far. His reality is full of various therapies and sensory issues. I feel bad for him at times, especially when he is playing with other kids his age, and the differences become even more marked. Thankfully though, he doesn't notice yet.
There are lots of victories this past year. He is finally getting into swimming pools some, and is learning his shapes and colors. Letters and numbers are still a far off concept, but I'm confident he'll get there someday. His sentence structure has come along in leaps and bounds, and he graduated from physical therapy. He's also gaining more independence and confidence all the time. "I do it, I'm big!" He's also such a good natured soul, and I hope life doesn't beat that out of him as he gets older.
Later today I'm making a pirate birthday cake, and we're going to celebrate 6 years of getting to have Logan as a part of our family.
Happy Birthday, kiddo.