He's five. I have been pondering this thought for a couple of days now. There is a fresh mark on the wall in the hall where we mark growth every year. Can't quite believe it. When you are rocking your new baby boy and experiencing sleepless nights you can't even imagine what five will be like....and yet, here we are.
I think five is a magical age. He is starting to read, improving his writing, becoming more confident, more intelligent and more thoughtful. He is as silly as ever and loves to make us laugh. He is creative and loves to draw and build. He is very curious about God and has recently asked Jesus into his heart.
Yes, I think five is going to be a good year.
I love him.
Happy Birthday Sweetheart.