7 years of amazement

Dear Lawson,


I cannot believe you are about to turn seven years old. Where has the time gone my sweet little boy? It seems just like yesterday I was waddling around in 120 degree weather looking as if I had swallowed a basketball awaiting your arrival. You, of course were stubborn like your mother and a late arrival. Your due date may have been the beginning of August but you had your own clock and held on until finally the doctor decided it was eviction time and scheduled an induction. You were such an easy pregnancy for me we spent our time swimming in the pool, attending concerts and eating as much watermelon as we could stand. The only strange craving I had with you was canned pears covered in chocolate hersheys syrup...strange I know but they tasted so good that first trimester. We wanted you to be a surprise so we weren't sure if you were going to be a boy or a girl but Grandma Julie called it from day one. Some how she knew you were a boy. Grandma's intuition? I was so determined to bring you into this world as naturally as I could. They called us in for an induction on the night of August 14th and I was in labor throughout the night and day on the 15th...drug free I might add :) .....and I pushed you for a good 2 1/2 hours but it wasn't meant to be and you arrived via c-section August 15th. I can still remember hearing your first cry it was such a strong cry for a first cry you were so not happy to be out of my tummy. I think I may have fed you too well....You were such a big strong boy and the nurses were all in love with you with your sprakling blue eyes ( yes they were blue your first year of life my dear) and your strawberry blonde hair. You were the happiest, easiest baby I have ever met. I still remember my Lawson alarm clock, most babies wake up for a feeding with a cry but you would just lay in your crib and pick up your legs and drop them making little thud noises until I came and picked you up and when it was time for food, you meant business! Your little face would hunker down and you would make the cutest little raccoon noises and nestle right in and suck that bottle down. You were such a joy and I learned so much from you and am still learning from you everyday. You may be all rough and tough little boy but you have the sweetest, nurturing helpful side I have ever seen. You are a true animal lover and so organized you would make Martha Stewart jealous! Some of my highlights of your last seven years:
Year 1: So much learning and bonding. You loved to be held and stay up until two in the morning babbling to yourself. Grandma and I called it the Lawson 2am - 10 am play time.
Year 2: Oh my balls were your favorite thing....it could be a football, soccer ball, tennis ball as long as it was something you could throw and play with you were a happy camper. You were so busy and active wanting to take a part and get into as many things as you could.
Year 3: The non stop question year. Everything was why? how come? but why mommy? You are so inquisitive and I adore that about you.
Year 4: This was the year that you knew EVERYthing...and started talking in third person.."Lawson likes to fish," Lawson this and Lawson that....you were already quite the avid traveler with two long distance car trips and many, many airplane rides. As long as you had a toy, your mommy by your side and a snack you were the best traveling companion ever!
Year 5: You learned so much this year and taught your dad and I so much as well. Every day you would come home from school with something new to teach us.
Year 6: Quite the little sportsman this year....Tball and fishing being your favorites. You are quite the speller and reader....but writing is by far your least favorite activity unless its writing about your pokemon captures!
I cannot wait for all of the special moments we will share in year 7!!!!!!!