This is Cohen, my #2. He is also known as Cono and Coco. Last week he turned nine years old. This boy is maybe the sweetest, most thoughtful boy I have ever met. A couple weeks ago while I was cooking and cleaning and helping with homework, Cohen disappeared for a few minutes. When he came back he said to me, "Mom, maybe since you are always doing nice things for us and other people, maybe someone needs to do nice things for you. So, I made you this." He then handed me a cute little note, nothing huge, but he had drawn a picture of me and him and wrote, "You are the best and nicest mom in the world." (A few days later his dad got a note too:) Then last week he came in from playing outside with his big brother and said, "Man, Beckham is so much fun. I love playing with him. He just made up the funnest game. He is so funny and just so fun!" I don't know, nor have I known, any other nine year old that is so aware of others around him. It was so very sweet.
Cohen is our peace maker. He plays so well with his little brothers, even when he doesn't really want to. He hurts down to his core if he ever does something wrong (which is rare). If he gets in trouble I always feel bad afterwards even though he did something wrong because I can see the pain it causes him. He thinks of others. He compliments people. He is tender. He is funny. He is kind. He always tries to make your day better. He likes to be alone sometimes. He keeps everything inside so much that I worry he might explode. He never wants to disappoint anyone. He loves soccer. He even loves playing Fifa with his dad. He still loves super heroes and playing ninja turtles or legos. He is unique. He hates his puffy hair. He wants to be an inventor which is perfect for his puzzle solving, lego building, creative mind. He is silly. He loves to giggle. He knows when its time to be quiet. He loves to solve things. He loves to make things (I finally had to corral all his paper creations into a shoebox because they were taking over my kitchen). He loves babies. He is a little "absent-minded professor" sometimes, which makes me wonder what all goes through his mind. He is sweet. Hugs make him nervous, but he is starting to love him. He wants to be a dad more than anything. He is smart and clever and oh so cute.
Birthdays are a little rough at our house. With six brothers all so close together there is a lot of present envy. Even Beckham was a little guilty of this this time. I like my kids to share and more often than not whatever they get, minus bikes and scooters and such, goes into the common shared toy category. Honestly we have so many boy toys it is ridiculous. But, I always tell them for one day, on their birthday, they don't have to share, they can, but they don't have to. Unfortunately, this makes all the brother envy really bad for that one day. I think his birthday was filled with a constant whine and lots of alone time for everyone. If I did not have this rule though, his brothers would never let him play with his own toys.
I think Rylan asked me when his birthday was about 100 times that day and for the next few as well. He kept telling me, "but I want it to be my birthday now." He even helped Cohen blow out his candles.
Despite, the brother envy, I think Cohen had a pretty good birthday. He definitely told me and his dad that we were the best parents ever a time or two. I love that he is so enthusiastic about his gratitude. I remember when he was two for his birthday and Christmas he just kept saying "WOW! WOW! Thanks! WOW!" He still gets that excited and I love it! I really love his face while we sang to him. Sums up this silly, thoughtful, fun kid perfectly!
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