This peanut turned 7.
Honestly, I cry thinking about how fast seven has gone.
When you are the youngest in the family, you grow up fast -- it seems like Levi is always trying to catch up to a brother in this sport or skill or ability.
But at the same time, he is his own person.
amazing perceptive and creative sometimes
He loves puzzles, mega dot-to-dots, reading
He only wants to write if he can be sure it is spelled correctly.
He finally figured out minus 8s.
He can be stubborn. And I don't think I need to add anything about his temper.
Definitely must get that from the Italian side of the family.
He has always hated when people sing to him. Even as a baby, I couldn't sing lullabies to him at night.
Levi has wanted a puppet/ Muppet for all summer (we watched a documentary about Kevin Clash, the muppeteer for Elmo) and he's been asking for a puppet with a stick ever since.
God answered his prayer when I happened to walk into Toys R Us on Levi's birthday and saw it there on the endcap. I was actually looking for an employee to help me get a Leapster game when I happened to see this on the endcap.
I love you, my peanut butter.
Grow up more slowly this year, k?