This is one of my favourite songs...EVER. It is (obviously) about fathers and daughters, but I think that the lyrics so beautifully describe the relationship between any parent and child. Since I have been blessed with 2 crazy boys, and will never have a girl, I am claiming it as my own.
here, or here. I mean, you already know that I sort of love that kid, and that I think he is sort of awesome. Well, what I can tell you is that 5 seems like a big birthday. Five seems to mark the real end of babyness, and little kidness, it seems to mark the passage into being a big kid. As I sit here feeling all sorts of feeling about that, I am struck by how very proud I am of who he is.
Lucas has done so many things this year that make me glow with pride. My pensive little observer has shown me how brave he can be. I can see in his eyes, and is body language when something makes him nervous, when he is not quite sure. But that big boy takes a big breath, and dives in. It's seemingly small things; trying karate, soccer, and basketball, riding a scary ride at Disney, or battling Darth Vader at Jedi Training. He is becoming confident, he is sure of himself, he is brave.
My baby is growing up, he doesn't need me quite the way he used to. While I hold the memories of that tiny baby close to my heart I am so very proud of the big boy he has become. He is becoming the kind of person that I hoped he would.
Shine on Lukie!