The boys jumped into ages 8 and 11 while celebrating with their friends at a trampoline park. When Big Bro woke up Saturday morning, I grabbed the tape measure and gasped when I marked his current height. He grew two inches in the last six months.
Little bro isn’t so little anymore either. At eight and eleven, I feel like we truly have two big kids now. Little b will head into third grade at the end of summer, and Big Bro will be going into his last year of elementary school. Being a big kid comes with more independence, more responsibility, more homework, but also more confidence. The boys were in their element jumping around with the friends, telling jokes while eating pizza, and opening gifts with excitement. It’s fun to watch each one of them grow together.
While they are big kids now, the kid part definitely remains, and I will keep it that way as long as I can. They spent the day after their party building their new lego sets, playing with action figures and pokemon cards. I don’t mind that we have a house that’s flooded with toys. I know the boxes will get smaller all too soon.
At age 11, Big Bro is kind, empathetic, creative, decisive, athletic, fun, and a great big brother. He’s finding his voice through leadership at school. He writes stories and makes his own games. His imagination knows no bounds.
At age eight, Little bro is funny, determined, curious, brave, creative, and bright. He draws cartoon illustrations on all of his spelling tests. He builds elaborate lego creations without instructions. He can’t resist a fart joke.
They both love dinosaurs, pokemon, roller blading, and swimming. They dislike bedtime and running errands.
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