He’s eleven!

Morrison turned 11 in recent memory (as you all know, i’m never timely with this blog anymore), and he’s becoming such a great big kid! He still loves to fight with his sisters and maybe more often than not is the instigator, but isn’t that what little brothers are for? 😉

He’s off to 6th grade and middle school next year, and I can’t wait to watch his academics grow. His math skills remain unrivaled, still scoring in the 99% on every standardized math test he takes.

I’m so happy he has such a great group of friends to head to middle school with, too, as the social aspect can often be worse than anything. They’re all in various sports together, and I love watching them all hang out and play. He and one of his friends specifically have been complimented by multiple people on the kindness they show toward others both in their grade and younger, which makes me happier and prouder than literally anything else.

His favorite color is still green, his favorite food is still sushi, he still loves baseball (in majors with little league this summer and umping the pee wees games), but he’s dying to play tackle football. I’ve adamantly clung to my edict of no tackle football until now, but I think we might give it a shot next year. His Little League coaches this spring/summer season (who he’s had before and are amazing) also coach the Jr. Dukes tackle football team for kids his age, and a bunch of his friends from the baseball team are on the football team. These coaches want him on their team so badly, but he’s going to do flag football one more year this fall since 6th grade is as high as it goes through our rec department, then I told them we might come calling for tackle next year. We shall see! He’s a faster runner than almost every other kid his age, so I’m really just waiting for him to be able to run track in 7th grade.

His love language is still helping, and he jumps at every chance to help take the twins places or to lessons if I can’t take them for any reason. He’s brilliant with our little neighbor kids, too, who just adore him, and even though he loves to “police” the twins when not asked, I can’t admonish him too much for looking out for everyone and everything.

Happy 11th birthday, Morrison John!! You make us so insanely proud, and we love you so, so much. My little skittle is getting so big!

Comparisons, text and photographic – the best!

He’s ten!

Morrison turned 10 last month – double digits!!

ETA: We had his annual physical in September, so here are his official 10-year stats:

  • Height: 4′ 10″ (88%)
  • Weight: 83 lbs 12.4 oz (76%)
  • Blood Pressure: 98/60
  • BMI: 17.35 (60%)

I say it every time, but this kid never ceases to amaze me. He’s brilliant, helpful, kind, caring, empathetic, curious, responsible, respectful, inclusive, and the fastest wheels on his Little League team.

Every teacher he’s ever had says what an amazing student and classmate he is, and he’s always the one they turn to when they need help with something or need a leader in the classroom. His teacher this year told me multiple times that she’d have no problem leaving the room and letting Morrison just run the class. He’d be in heaven. 😉 He’s both a good friend and a good role model. He’s become Ryan’s apprentice for any and all jobs around here, and I LOVE that. I said these kids will know how to do more stuff by the time they’re teenagers than I do right now. And I could not be more proud of that.

He continues to have the most pure, golden heart and is still happiest when he’s helping others. Sometimes that can turn into policing when it’s trained on his younger brothers, but such is sibling life and love… 😉 The other weekend our neighbors had a 1st birthday party for their little girl, and they asked the girls to help decorate. I said absolutely, and if you have anything you need help moving around, setting up, etc., Morrison would love to get in on the action, too. He (and our neighbors!) were over the moon. He spent all morning over there with his sisters rearranging their backyard, creating a massive balloon arch/banner, decorating tables, setting up food, generally getting everything perfect for what turned out to be a blast of a baby’s birthday party. When he was all done, without prompting or being asked, he came home, showered up, and put on nice party clothes. I was so impressed and proud of him acting like such a little gentleman, I could have burst into tears. The thought he puts into things he does amazes me.

He’s still loving baseball and hit his first out-of-the-park home run this season! I hadn’t gotten to that game in time to see it, but fortunately his coaches had the live replay so they sent that to me. It was so exciting! He’s still dying to start track, though. He told me the other day that he doesn’t even want to try out for the higher-level travel baseball teams, because he really wants to focus on running instead once he gets that chance. You got it, kiddo! I love that he knows what he wants and doesn’t feel like he has to try out for the more exclusive teams just because he can or because his teammates do. To say he’s a natural athlete would be an understatement!

The color green remains his favorite and has been from the start, math is his absolute specialty, he’s made some really cool clay creations in art class this year and loves it, he’s gotten into another new hobby of weaving on a loom, his favorite food is sushi, Snugs and Elli are still tucked in next to him every night along with his other rotating collection of stuffies, and he’s the best little brother his sisters could ask for (except when he annoys them to no end) and the best big brother the twins could ever hope to look up to (except for when that aforementioned policing gets too annoying).

Happy 10th birthday, Morrison John!!! You’re the one who kicked off all the boys in our family, and for that I can’t thank you enough. You are such an extraordinary kid, and I can’t wait to see where that incredible brain takes you. It’s going to be somewhere amazing, I just know it! We love you so much and are so, SO proud of you!

Here they are – the throwbacks!

He’s nine!

Morrison turned 9 last month, and this kid is the epitome of 9 is fine!

He remains one of the happiest-go-lucky kids I’ve ever met, meeting every day and opportunity with an open mind and happy heart. Except when he’s bugging and fighting with his siblings, of course. Ahem.

He’s still an absolute whiz at math, scoring 99% (the highest possible score) on all his standardized tests this year, as well as 100% on almost every math test and assignment in his own class. He’s already looking forward to learning harder math next year in 4th grade, and I remember distinctly the thing he wrote as what he was most looking forward to at meet and greet for this year in 3rd grade – multiplication!

His favorite color is and always has been green, he loves playing baseball now until he can get into track and sprint his heart out and is amassing quite the collection of bats, his favorite food is sushi, he loves to play chess and board games and card games, he has become obssessed with Roblox since they were all FINALLY allowed to get it on their tablets the other day, he still loves to help out whenever and with whatever he can, and he will talk to you nonstop for hours on end when he’s with you one on one with zero sibling interruptions. He still always turns to wave and blow kisses whenever I drop him off somewhere, too, which I absolutely love and soak up as much as I possibly can while they’re still coming my way.

He is becoming an amazing athlete, starting with the aforementioned baseball. He’s taking a one-week baseball skills camp next week that I think he’s going to love, and I gave in and signed him up for flag football this fall. No real football, though! I want to keep his brain permanently intact. He runs faster then anyone I know, and one of the 4 things on his summer bucket list is to learn to ride his bike no handed for more than just a second. (the other 3 things are fishing at a local park, taking a family bike ride, and earning enough chores points to take his mini shopping trip. i’m confident all will be accomplished.)

Happy 9th birthday, Morrison John!! We love you so much, and proud doesn’t even begin to describe how we feel about you. You are and always have been an incredible ray of sunshine in our family. You’re the exact middle of the Rau kids, and you play your role perfectly. Here’s to a googolplex more wonderful memories with you, my sweet, sweet boy!

As always, the best part – year-by-year comparison photos and posts!

He’s eight!

Morrison turned 8 a few weeks ago, and he was so excited that his birthday was on a school day so he could take little favors in for his classmates. It was also Spring Sing day at school, their big, year-end outdoor concert – doubly fun!

ETA – Here are his official 8-year-old stats:

  • Height: 4′ 6″ (94%)
  • Weight: 64 lbs. 6.4 oz. (77%)
  • BMI: 15.53 (44%)
  • Blood Pressure: 112/60

He is so ridiculously smart; loves math, reading, and all his intricate Minecraft builds; has loved starting baseball this spring and is improving by the day; is looking forward to taking his first coding class later this summer; loves riding his bike; and still gets the most satisfaction possible by helping. His kind heart remains front and center, and he constantly asks, “Can I have a hug?” My reply? “Always.”

As has become an annual tradition, we celebrated his and his cousin’s birthday down at Grandma and Grandpa’s house over Memorial Day weekend, which is always a fantastic family occasion. Then the weekend after his birthday, Grandpa Frank came up for a visit, another fun time. You can’t beat multiple birthday celebrations!

Another exciting thing is happening for him this summer – he gets to participate in the track and field program through the Rec Department with his sisters! They opened it up to incoming 3rd graders this year, and he couldn’t be happier. He still loves running, sprinting everywhere any chance he gets. I can’t wait to see how much he enjoys it, because he loves running even more than he loves playing baseball. And gritty-ing. He loves gritty-ing, one of the dumbest “dances” ever invented. 😉

Happy 8th birthday, Morrison John! We love you so very much, with your giant heart, caring spirit, neverending questions, and fast feet. Have an absolutely wonderful year, my sweet boy, and here’s to so many more!

For a fun look back, here are his past birthday photos and posts, as well as his sisters’ 8-year old pictures. Always my favorites:

Eight!
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He’s seven!

Morrison turned 7 last month, and I swear to you, every time I think of it, I keep thinking he just turned 5. WTF?! Seriously, my brain is swiss cheese.

Last sleep as a 6 year old!
He held up 6 fingers in his 7-year-old birthday picture. See, even he doesn’t remember how old he is! 😀

But anyway, he’s 7! This kid is the biggest goofball with the biggest heart I’ve ever known. He is ridiculously athletic, and his dream is to be a track runner. I’m pretty sure we’ll make that one happen. He sprints like no kid I’ve ever seen, with his straight-hand arms going and everything. He’s currently in tennis lessons and doing great, and he passed level 2 of swim lessons just a few weeks ago. I wanted to get him into lacrosse with one of his best friends from school, but it was full. Hopefully we’ll be able to get him to run off a lot of his energy doing something or other this summer. If there was a parkour course near us, he’d be there constantly. Maybe he can just do his armpit farts and burps on demand for months on end. 😀

ETA: We had his 7-year well check on August 17, and here are his stats:

Height: 4′ 3.75″ (93%)
Weight: 59 lbs. 3.2 oz. (79%)
BMI: 15.54 (50%)
Blood Pressure: 96/58

He is constantly wanting to help, often doing things to clean up or put away or tidy unprompted. One of his favorite things in the world is helping his big sisters and winning their approval, and my heart about explodes out of my chest when I watch the 3 of them doing something together, each excited and happy to be working/playing with the others. Until someone starts bickering, then it can quickly go downhill, ha!

He is extraordinarily smart, especially when it comes to numbers. The nickname “stats” came to him a few years ago for his ability to recount scores, player stats, etc., with ease. He cherishes being part of whatever conversation is happening at the time so sometimes his information is a little off the mark, but I love that he still tries nonetheless. He really got into reading this year at school, too, and was in the top reading group in his class. He blew through chapter books like a pro. He loves Lego sets, video games, playing chess and other board games, and watching trick-shot stunts on his tablet. I started calling him “trick-shot boy,” because he’s constantly imitating all their moves, but he hated that. 😉

Grandpa and his mini-me

Happy 7th birthday, Morrison John! I can’t believe our first little boy is 7 already, but we could absolutely not be prouder. You are a friend to all, my sweetest sidekick, and I hope your desire to live right next door to me when you grow up never fades. Here’s to many, many more happy birthdays for you, my sweet boy!

Here are his past years’ posts, as well as his year-by-year pictures.

He’s six!

Morrison turned 6 a few months ago, and, for some reason, I cannot get it out of my head that he isn’t 5 anymore. I even titled this post “He’s five!” not 10 seconds ago.

We had his 6-year well check on July 27, so here are his official 6-year-old stats:

  • Height: 49.25″ (96%)
  • Weight: 53.9 lbs. (84%)
  • BMI: 15.6 kg/m2 (56%)
  • Blood pressure: 103/57

He is still the absolute sweetest boy I’ve ever known, and I feel so lucky and proud that he’s our firstborn son. His heart is pure gold, he loves his siblings like nothing I’ve ever seen and would follow them to the ends of the earth, and he would do anything for his friends. These past 2 years his teachers have all told me about his genuine care and concern for and kindness toward all the friends in his classes, and it makes my heart just about explode with pride. They tell me to keep doing such a good job raising him, but that’s all him and his beautiful little soul.

He is truly one of the smartest kids I’ve met, too. His sisters have always been smart cookies, but Morrison’s brain completely amazes me. He easily learned how to read early on this year in K5, even through fully virtual school. His math skills are insane, and the different ways and speed with which he solves problems puts my old brain to utter shame. I can’t wait to see where those smarts take him in life.

One of my uncles taught him to play chess this summer, and he took to it instantly. He loved it so much and got so into it, that my uncle even gave him the travel chess board he brought to that family gathering. Morrison was thrilled! He and the girls played it for the rest of that trip and all the way home in the car.

He is very athletic, always running, nay, sprinting, everywhere! I don’t think I’ve ever stood up and felt the need to literally sprint to my next destination, but he does. Constantly. I keep saying he needs to be a runner of some sort for his sport. He loves anything with a ball, too, and Ryan just got him a pair of sticky catching gloves that he immediately fell in love with. He’s also gotten really good at this track ball catching set Ryan got the kids, as well as lacrosse. He certainly didn’t get those genes from me. However, he did just move up to level 2 of swim lessons after only 1 round in level 1, so I’ll claim that one, ha! He was so proud of himself after leveling up, though, which made me so happy to see.

His current loves include Super Mario everything, Crafting and Building (the Android version of Minecraft we let them play), the color green, the Packers, riding his scooter, swimming, making movies and projects with his sisters, showing the twins how to do pretty much anything, and sushi.

This post has so many more pictures than words, because that’s just Morrison. His adorable, goofy little smile just sums him up. One of my friends calls him a gentle giant because he’s so much bigger than her son who’s only a few months younger, and that description couldn’t be any more true. Happy 6th birthday, my incredible Morrison John!! We love you so very, very much; we are prouder of you than you could even imagine; and we can’t wait to see all the wonderful things you’re going to do with this lifetime. As you and your siblings love to sing… and many moooooorrre!!!

He’s five!

Morrison turned 5 last month, and we just wrapped up his final celebration this weekend. He got Grandma as a surprise visitor on his birthday (our first overnight guest and in-person family member sighting since the start of quarantine/shutdown!); cousins from Ryan’s side of the family came down that same afternoon to shower him with silly string, a bull horn song, and gifts; and this weekend, Grandpa came up for a belated birthday visit. Lucky kid!

Here are his official 5-year-old stats:

  • Height: 46″ (94%)
  • Weight: 46 lbs. 1 oz. (79%)
  • BMI: 15.3 kg/m2 (46%)
  • Blood Pressure: 98/57

I really could not ask for a sweeter, more pure-of-heart, first-born son. His incredible little smile lights up my life, and he is definitely my mama’s boy. I always start to worry when he talks about sometimes he’s sad for no reason or just feels sad some days or doesn’t like himself for whatever reason (always his eyelashes, oddly) since we have a lot of mental health issues on both sides of our family and I try to be ultra-wary of early warning signs, but thankfully that’s about 1% of his days. He truly is a happy little kid.

Last nap! (they get to stop taking naps when they turn 5)
Last night of 4!
Last sleep as a 4 year old!

He made me so proud this entire K4 year, his first year of school. His teachers constantly told me how hard working and kind he was and how he was such a good friend to everyone in the class. There was one special-needs friend in particular who he kind of took under his wing – he always made sure this friend was involved in everything the class was doing, always made sure to help this friend when needed, always went out of his way to make sure the friend was doing ok. This side of him often brought me to tears with pride, because I’d never seen it in action before.

He loves to run, jump, skip, scooter, cannonball into the lake, make art projects like his sisters, play outside, play with the twins (especially chasing through the house, much to my chagrin!), play video games (one of his newfound loves), and ask questions. Constantly. I always try to answer, though, because I know one day they’ll be done. He still loves Cuphead, Star Wars, the color green, and dinosaurs, too.

Why does he look so grown up here??

I like to watch him do stuff, because I really could not possibly love him more. Even when he annoys the crap out of me with all-day chattering and questioning, ha! He is ridiculously smart and has an amazing mind for numbers. The speed with which he does some of his math problems has always astonished me, even before he started school this year. He loves to keep track of sports scores and numbers, which led me to give him the nickname “Stats.”

Happy 5th birthday, my sweet Morrison John! You are a magnificently joyful spirit that I hope never fades. I absolutely loved my half days with you this year with morning K4, and I will miss you dearly when you start all-day school with K5. Never stop questioning, never stop playing, never stop smiling, and I will never stop loving you. We are so proud of you, my lovebug, and we all love you so very, very much. I can’t wait to see you celebrate so many more happy birthdays!