Leo is 6

 I’ve studied Leo closely. As he has grown, he’s displayed a command for attention that is new to our family dynamic. And to me, as a Mom. He’s incredibly challenging, then ridiculously sweet, in a matter of minutes. He has always done things in his own time, almost commanding the way he captivates time, cadence, hearts, of those around him. Finally, on his 6th birthday, after crying my way through photos, my birthday ritual

, I believe I understand. Of all of our children , Leo is a pack animal, and will strive to be leader of a pack, always. We named him Leo, the lion, we brought him into a family, with siblings and action all around, a community filled with love, we dressed him as a lion , we brought a sister to him to care for 17 months into his life, and Daddy snuggles him to sleep every night. He is hardly ever alone, ever. He has a tribe, a pack, and he knows no different. Since day 1, he’s been a part of something big. He is so abundantly filled with love, people and friends all around him, he is adored, exuberant, adorable, ridiculously social and personable, challenging, temperamental, snuggly and bold. He will, without a doubt, test all limits ever set before him, and as a result, grow to be king of whichever mountains he chooses to climb. The people, his people, that surround him will love him unconditionally. And me, as his Mom, never top of his list until he needs me for the love only a Mom can give, retreats in awe, of the power he possesses, and I watch in wonder. Leo, my Lion child, may you always have a pack to love you, may you find your roar as a leader, walk the line between fury and calm eloquently, continue to bring joy and warmth to everyone you know, and don’t forget to come home from playing and adventuring for a hug from your Mom every once in awhile I love you, whole heart, Leo. Happy 6th Birthday, my baby boy. Go climb some mountains.