This handsome face stole my mommy heart six years ago. He's the one that made me a first time mommy. He came into this world with such a zest for life. A high maintenance baby wanting
his way from day one--a natural born leader who makes friends with ease & loves being the center of attention. He's just a lot of fun with a plastered on grin on most days. A spitfire ball of energy, this one!
I'm eating all of my teacher phrases shared with parents over the years about their boys. I know have a new understanding of just how the male species of 6 years are wired.
God must of known what he was doing when he chose me to parent this boy of mine. We've grown together over these past six years. Parenting a boy is an awesome privilege that keeps me on my knees in prayer. We're praying marvelous things for his life in advance--plans for a future & a hope-Jeremiah 29:11

Miller has loved race cars since he was a wee one. He was
all about this theme until a week before the party when he insisted we change the theme to Beyblades. Seems like his six year old coolness took over a little too soon. We stuck with the theme & as long as I promised checkered flags, he was going to go along with our decor:)
He
was over the top excited about the donut wheeled favors.
Now, turning 6 years old calls for a dance party. After our blowout 5th Disney trip last year, it was Miller's turn for a friend party. We celebrated racecar style at Catch Air Activity Center. I really do love just showing up & meeting a party planner for these shindigs. The revved up guest list included all boys from Miller's class, sprinkled in with new neighbors & a few longtime besties. A few sisters were brave enough to come too:)
The party room was dressed up for hungry boys to make a pit stop to refuel their tanks for more jumping, climbing, sliding & partying.

Loved seeing the JOY light up over my birthday boy's face. That's what makes the hours of cutting & crafting into the wee hours of the night well worth it. Who knew that the lollipop stick flags placed in punch cups would be the one detail that stuck with my Miller man? He surely didn't know my love thoughts towards him while I crafted his race car centerpieces. Birthdays have a way of making this momma take time to remember that March day that a blue bundle graced our lives.
I sometimes wonder if he has any ounce of thought towards the time & consideration put into a birthday occasion for him. Whether it's a revved up race car party, an elaborate posh tot circus tent hoopla throw down in your backyard, or a casual family celebration at home for our kids, the one message that we hope to get across is that the day they were born is remembered & that they are cherished. I hope he knows he's a gift to us.

This revved up boy of ours is
cherished.

Nothing likes seeing him in his friend element of all boys waving his flag in a celebratory way. I drank up every detail in this picture. Miller's BFF Grant sweaty headed and happy & Miller waving a race car towards the finish line with his pretzel flag--oh the cuteness!

Grayson, our new neighborhood friend stood by Miller for moral support during his birthday chorus. Thank you to Miss Paula for getting Miller all situated. He didn't want to face the crowd {so not like him}
Eliza Kate was in full party mode. She was happy that there were a few girls to sit with:)
He had lots of steam to blow off while making his wish.
You're six! Can't believe it Miller man. Happy Birthday to my boy. Love to you!