Very little phases him, very little upsets him and he still appears to be nearly incapable of walking anywhere, he's skipping, jumping, running or otherwise locomoting himself with style and enthusiasm. He is a curious boy, he loves to paint and draw and create and he's made some pretty impressive Lego constructs as well.
One of the more interesting things he recently did with the Legos was to have created a large plane. A pretty basic plane but with a larger than usual wingspan, a wall on the tail and a little cockpit section on the front. The interesting thing is that, a few days later, he built a super car that, when I put it on the plane, fit perfectly between the cockpit and wall at the tail. And I mean perfectly, the front wheels were held just right and the car's spoiler rested squarely against the wall. It was very cool and probably means nothing but I was impressed by Sully's spatial interconnectedness nonetheless.
I need to remind myself more often of how magical and wonderful and special and, most especially, fleeting, these years are. I need to capture to remember these moments, the smiles, the curiosity, the joy, the happiness and excitement for all of life. My sons are my greatest contribution to the world and I should enjoy them for as long as I can.
Happy Birthday, Sullivan!