Your body is stretching up like a blade of grass in the summer but you’ve still got all your baby teeth. Your days are filled with football and friends. There is nothing you enjoy more than torturing your little sister when mummy’s backs turned, but you’d do anything to make her happy if she was sad. You think that we should change all meals to Coca Pops for handiness. You laugh endlessly at your favourite book and that little cat taking a poo. And the word ‘boke’. In fact you find anything to do with embarrassing bodily functions quite hilarious. You would wear a football skip all day, everyday if I let you. Actually, you would wear your pyjamas all day, everyday if I let you. You love Saturday night tv and staying up late with mummy. You don’t love mornings or school or tidying. I’m afraid to put my hand under your bed sometimes. You always find new, undiscovered places to hide old gum. There could never be enough puzzles, boardgames and quizzes in the world for you. But we worry about your interest in poker, scratchcards and Winning Streak. Your mission in life is to find out mum’s itunes password so that you can download football apps until her phone explodes. You like to play ‘Party Rockers’ on full volume and have all the kids in the street over for musical chairs.
But when everyone has gone home, and you’re getting sleepy, you still love a good cuddle from mummy :)
It’ s good to be six.