I haven't written in this space in over 6 months, I even missed writing a birthday letter to my beautiful six year old boy. That's him, of course, on his sixth birthday (which also was his first day of first grade this year) Gorgeous thing, isn't he? Smart and funny too. I have a hard time being a mama these past few months. I have not loved my boy less, but I have been struggling to find my way, with work and life, and balance. B sometimes shows me a path, and sometimes I stumble on it. We are getting there.
I came here today, because I wanted to remember something....B is learning about past present and future at school and he had to draw a self-portrait of each period of time. This is how he described his portrait:
For past I drew me in your tummy, and for now I drew me writing (laughs) because i was writing, and for future I drew me as a ninja (acompanied by ninja pose) (Pensive silence) Evil is coming someday. (longer silence) I just hope it doesn't come before I am a ninja.