As I survey our busy household, I feel compelled to extend my sincerest apologies to you. It’s likely that you’ve noticed your parents are running on empty. Your older siblings have taken quite a toll on our energy, and as a result, we find ourselves offering you our “B” game. You may not remember the days when we enforced strict bedtimes, limited alternate dinner choices, and only allowed G-rated movies. Those dedicated parents have gradually faded away after two children, leaving you in a somewhat chaotic environment.
Your life is a bit of a whirlwind. While your older siblings often stay up late, you find yourself swept up in their schedule too. Just last night, I caught sight of you dozing off on the couch at 10 p.m. with Star Wars blaring in the background. It made me reflect — shouldn’t you be in bed? Yet, we were too fatigued to carry you upstairs. Instead, I nestled beside you, held you close, and marveled at your delicate eyelashes. I realize you’re already 5, and I likely stopped doing this with your siblings around age 2, so I apologize for holding on a bit too tightly. You seemed perfectly fine with my affection, snuggling until Dad finally took you to your bed, only for you to crawl into ours shortly after.
I apologize for the entourage that surrounds you constantly. Your older siblings, who only had the two of us directing them, are now your unending audience, and I can imagine how overwhelming it must be to have so many “parents.” They adore you, their sweet little brother, and want to be involved in every aspect of your life.
You were hardly two years old when you spent most of your days being carried around by your siblings. Now, there’s always someone eager to hold your hand or offer assistance — whether it’s reaching for the cotton candy I’ve hidden on the top shelf or simply giving you a hug. You’ve got quite the fan club, and I understand how it can feel like “too much love.”
I regret how your wardrobe looks compared to your siblings’. While they had carefully curated outfits, you have a collection of hand-me-downs along with some random items I grabbed during quick trips to Target. Occasionally, remnants of Halloween costumes find their way into your clothing options, and I often let you wear your football uniform to school simply because I lack the energy to argue.
We’re still working on the basics, like putting on shoes independently, especially since you have so many helpers at your disposal. I’ve learned that parenting isn’t a competition over who achieves milestones first. I’m no longer concerned about when you will tie your shoes as long as you don’t need your college roommate to do it for you. The fact that you can mostly dress yourself is a win in my book. You often seem to feel quite stylish, especially in that Willy Wonka costume your sister gifted you for Christmas.
I apologize that you can recite the lyrics to “Baby Got Back” and have a favorite episode of The Office. It appears we’ve eased up on the content we screen for you. In fact, you might be experiencing life akin to a child of the ’80s, much like I did with my mom’s soap operas. I suppose we can call this approach “retro-parenting.”
Ultimately, you’ve been exposed to so much more than your older sister was at your age. On the plus side, you’ll probably be the trendiest kid in your class, unlike your oldest sister, who was still unaware of who the Kardashians were by seventh grade. My apologies in advance for any incidents that may lead to you explaining pop culture references to your classmates, potentially landing you in the principal’s office. Should that happen, I’ll certainly be there to support you.
You are our final child, our last addition, and our grand finale. The one thing we haven’t exhausted is our love for you. We have learned invaluable lessons from your siblings about how fleeting childhood is, how quickly you will grow, and how crucial it is to savor every moment. So, when we hug you a little too tightly, allow you to linger in your youth, and shower you with affection, please know it stems from a deep appreciation for you. You are enveloped in love, and I hope that the frequent PB&J dinners (and the occasional ice cream treat), the borderline inappropriate TV shows, and the inconsistent bedtimes won’t leave any lasting scars. You are truly the last great love of our lives.
With love,
Your devoted and slightly weary parents
In Summary
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