Dear Xavier,

Seven was a good year. You learned so many things and you grew up. In grade one you started reading and enjoying school. I got many phone calls from your teacher about you having difficulty listening and not disturbing others in class but I understand. You like to be noticed, and you have already figured it out so why are they going on and on. We will take the small victories.

You were very excited to participate in school spirit days. Your favourite ( and Niles') was wacky hair day. I am not sure it is because you had the greatest hair or because Patience was born on that day but whatever it was you looked great.

You are a fabulous big brother. You honestly love babies and Patience is your own to play with. You loved to wiggle her and keep her happy. "Mom you do it this way", as you bounced her to keep her quiet. You are a great helper with the baby and you care deeply about being helpful.

Ah seven. You became less fearful about swimming lessons, fairly sailing through the last batch. Very nice. You also started Tae Kwon Do and that seems to be a favourite right now. In addition you started reading on the sly. All of a sudden you could read the tv listings and then you were reading over my shoulder. You are enjoying the new found skill.

Not everything was easy being seven. You had an adjustment period with the new baby and I got a lot of phone calls from school but those settled as you got more adjusted and great improvements in your self control occurred with grade two, the return to day care and sports.

You love the piano. I am glad we got it. Although practicing can be a struggle you enjoy learning music. It is a great joy to see you growing and learning. Your ideas of right and wrong are developing as well as your love of God and family. I am so glad you are my son and I look forward to the time God gives us together.
Love,
Mom.