Five years old. I’ll just give you a moment to let that sink in. Okay, maybe I’m the only one who needs a moment. But honestly, the last five years have passed at lightening speed! Four was a great age, and I’m guessing five will be equally wonderful. So while I feel a little sad, I’m excited for what’s next too. Here are some things that make Lucas the wonderful and unique little guy he is at age five:
- Lucas wants to be a farmer when he grows up. He loves farms and we visit our local petting farm weekly. He calls himself Farmer Lucas when he helps me harvest vegetables from our garden. He spends many hours a week playing with his toy farm and has slowly added onto it using popsicle stick structures and cardboard boxes to get it to closely resemble our local farm. His absolute favorite farm animals are chickens! He does an amazingly accurate imitation of both a hen and a rooster. He crows like a rooster whenever he sees that Jaime has fallen asleep on the couch, which is a very effective tool for rousing him.
- Lucas’s other great love is soccer, much to his father’s delight. He went to nearly every Detroit City FC soccer game with Jaime this season and learned all the songs and chants. He also loves watching soccer on TV. His favorite team is Manchester United (which he calls the red team) and his favorite player is Maroune Fellaini whom he also calls Crazy Hair. Lucas watches the live and televised games very closely and imitates what he sees in our backyard. He doesn’t call it the backyard however–it’s simply “The Field.” He got his first real pair of soccer shoes a few weeks back and now wears them every time we play.
- Lucas is very creative in his play. He found a way to combine his two favorites and built a soccer field in his barnyard complete with a sideline and bench. The animals face off at least once a day. The star player is Henny. He likes me to sit in the “stands” and sing all the songs from the Detroit City games over and over (and over) while the animals play. Apparently it is against stadium rules to lay down during the game, stretch, yawn, or otherwise appear any less than 100% engaged at all times. After the game the animals talk to their coach in a huddle before they line up to shake hands.
- Lucas has three favorite bedtime stories presently: The Mitten by Jan Brett, The Mitten by Alvin Tresselt, and The Hat by Jan Brett. He told us one day that he wanted to read the stories and we were shocked when he recited all three, word for word while turning the pages at the proper times. After memorizing the stories he put them to good use by finding a large mitten (which was mine once upon a time) and repurposing it as his toy mitten to act out the story with his animals. In Tresselt’s version of the story, the mitten rips apart and sadly, the seams have popped on my pair too after hours of being stuffed with a menagerie of plastic animals. Ah well, it was worth it for the hours of happy play.
- Lucas is still very affectionate and loving. He tells us multiple times a day that he loves us and likes us. He gives us lots of hugs and kisses. Every day he asks Jaime, “How was work today, Daddy? What did you do?” and similarly he’ll ask me, “How was tutoring, Mommy?” followed by a relevant question such as, “Did [insert student’s name] wonder where I was?” or “Did you see [insert student’s name] today?” It makes us feel special that he asks. I don’t know why, it just does.
- Lucas knows all the names of the roads near our house and likes to give us detailed (and accurate) directions before we head out. He has two favorite roads, favored because they both have deer signs which he loves. He even knows the name of the service drive that connects them. He has conceptually figured out how the roads and highways near us line up which has surprised and impressed me on more than one occasion. “If you keep going on this road, Mommy, you’ll cross over the highway and end up at the farm!”
- He still loves orange. All orange, all the time. He also still loves singing, and breaks into song often. He’s taken to asking us, “Who wants a song?” and then serenades us with a song of his choice. Most recently, he’s deviated from children’s music and asks to listen to Jaime’s music and my music while riding in the car. While I have edified him with wholesome selections, Jaime has learned the hard way that Lucas memorizes lyrics quite quickly, so it’s a good idea to know yourself what they actually say. I’ve had to do a little damage control. “Silly Lucas, not drugs, bugs.” Jaime is grounded until further notice.
I could go on, but suffice it to say, we love our boy immensely and have greatly enjoyed watching him grow from that teeny baby to our big five-year-old.
Happy Birthday Sweet Boy. We love you so much!