Happy 6th Birthday Moo!

Hey Sushi Lover,
Happy sixth birthday... many, many months ago! You act older than six and I am constantly forgetting that you're not seven. Sometimes I ask you, "How old are you, Moo? Six or seven?" And I feel so relieved when you reply six because you're my littlest little boy and I need you to stay tiny for just awhile longer. 
For your birthday date Dad and I took you to our favorite Thai restaurant in Boise, Sa Wad Dee. You scarfed down your sushi like a champ and you managing those chopsticks was pretty adorable. Afterward, our server brought you a very flattering hat to adorn while you blew out the candle on your Thai dessert. But one dessert wasn't enough. You then talked us into taking you to our beloved frozen yogurt joint, Yogurtz Grill. You chatted our ears off  the whole time and we relished in the moment.We asked you some questions and here's how you responded:
Q: What do you want to be when you grow up? 
A: An artist, a ninja, a rock star, a chef, and an astronaut. (Your thing lately has been cooking. You love to help with anything happening in the kitchen, except dishes.)
Q: What college do you want to go to?
A: BSU
Q: Where do you want to serve your mission?
A: Idaho
Q: Where do you want to live when you get married?
A: Near you.
Q: How many kids do you want?
A: Enough to fill up two buses. 
Q: What do you like to do?
A: Spend time with my whole family.
Ah, great answers buddy. Good luck with the filling up the two buses thing. Maybe don't let your future wife read this first.  
We had a little birthday party for you at home with the fam and Buckabu and Papa. You were fine with the simplicity of it. Often times when I ask your opinion about things you say, "I don't really care. You choose." You responded this way when questioned about which birthday cake you wanted and which  meal you'd like for your birthday dinner. You want me to do what's easiest for me which is a tender trait, but I pushed you to choose your own birthday menu.
This laid back attitude reflected in your desire to conquer your letters and learn how to read. You just didn't care. Your Vice Principal called me in to chat about things we could do at home to help you progress and I mostly listened. I knew my boy was bright but didn't learn the way they were teaching. I also knew that when you were ready to start reading you would. And you may not have loved letters but you loved to draw. A few times a week we would talk about a letter and then you would choose an animal to draw that started with that letter. You created a picture book from A-Z that was filled with your animal artwork. We then invented a little song to go along with every page. I was so proud of you and guess what? You learned your ABC's and you performed your song for your whole Kindergarten class. Lou turned the pages of the book for you as Ruckus sang along to every word. You had amazing support from your siblings. They love you very much. Your teacher e-mailed me afterward saying she'd never seen anything like it in all her teaching years. I was so proud of you. Just last week I went to your first grade parent teacher conference and your teacher informed me you were excelling at reading and writing and... really everything. She also said you are so kind and inclusive to all the kids in your class which made me the most proud. You are a good seed.
Moo, I love you enormously. You love to make people laugh (maybe a little too much - Dad and I are your primary teachers and you're constantly cracking up the class. Stop it.) and make them feel important. People watch you and follow your example. You have a strong presence. Remember to take care of that gift and use it for good. I know you will.
Thanks for being mine,
Mom

Dad giving you a foot rub after your party. 

Moo's ABC SONG