Last week, we celebrated Finnan's 6th birthday. On his birthday, Jude, Rory and I joined him for lunch at his school and brought cupcakes for his class. This past weekend, Weggi and Paw-Paw came to Atlanta and we had a birthday dinner at Leon's followed by apple pie and presents.
At six, Finnan is happy and thriving. He is determined and focused, yet kind. His confidence has grown significantly in the past couple of months. He is a talented soccer player and artist, and still an intense competitor. He is a great brother. On the soccer field, he will pass rather than score a goal himself and he always lets his baby brother win races.
On his birthday, his teaching assistant sat down and said, "I am sure I am not telling you anything that you don't already know, but Finnan is such a joy. We love having him in our class." This week I chaperoned a field trip to the Atlanta History Center. Finnan was well behaved, but seemed to be in La-la land most of the time. However, at dinner that night he recited most of the information from the trip verbatim to Atticus. Things seem to be sinking in. Not only the random facts from the history center, but years of life lessons.
Happy birthday, Finnan! We are so proud of you.