He will have a birthday party in September when all his friends are back from vacation, but yesterday we went out for lunch and frozen yogurt and then picked up a buddy of his and went bowling. Hard to believe he'll be in middle school next year. Technically, he could be going into sixth grade this year, but between his late birthday and his language difficulties, we held him back a year before starting kindergarten so he's going into fifth grade now instead. He's still old enough to play some 'middle school' sports and to possibly need the 'middle school' shots at his well doctor's visit today, though, so he still has a toe in both worlds.
He has his annual appointment with the neurodevelopmental pediatrician next week, so we've been putting all the paperwork together for that and it's been on my mind a lot lately. He was four or five when he started seeing her and things were not going well at the time. I never would have dreamed that by now he'd have a solid group of friends and be functioning pretty much normally in an on-level classroom! He's worked so hard to overcome the challenges life tossed at him.
Happy eleventh birthday, buddy. Mama is so proud of the fine young man you're becoming.