Have I mentioned that Tate tells me "I love you" each morning from his kindergarten line in sign language? It's super sweet. He just started it and must have remembered it from a book we used to read when he was younger.
He also picked up the phrase "sweet dreams" this week and started telling me that as he goes to bed each night.
Tate is growing up and so very sweet. Don't get me wrong, he is a rambunctious 6 year old boy, but he is at such a innocent and fun age. Here is in line with his Superman pack and green pants. The next photo is to commemorate the awesome toy gifted him by Aunt Jenn for his sixth birthday. It was loved for 2 weeks and then fell to a tragic and kind of cool messy and loud tragic death on our kitchen floor. And finally, a shot of Tate with the Hawthorne Bear. Love this boy!
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