My little guy will be 5 years old in a couple weeks. Where did the time go? I still remember vividly the Doctor placing him on my chest, still attached to the cord. He was so warm. His eyes were so dark and alert. They still are.
I have been dreading 5. It sounds so old. So...not little.
However, there is a bright side. He is getting more mature. The 2 of us have great conversations. We put 100 piece puzzles together. He loves to help. He tells funny jokes. He sings along with the radio in the car. He dresses himself in the morning and picks out outfits that kind of match. He clears his plate from the table and actually scrapes the scraps into the trash. He walks around the pile of stuff I am sweeping up instead of right through the middle. He loves his sister and takes care of her. He shares. Most of the time.
4 comments:
oh, I can feel your heartache. :) I remember.
I have to say the pictures are so apropros - the mustache? Perfect.
He is a handsome little man. What are your plans for his birthday?
Skippy - He wants a fish for his birthday and a Diego party. Of course he will get both. Hope you are doing okay. How much longer?
I know whatcha mean--my eldest turns 11 this week--but I am realizing that I am a better mother to the older kids, so even though I miss their beautiful baby selves, I like the people they are becoming even more. Course, it doesn't hurt that I haven't yet run out of babies! I might feel differently in a couple years.
Growing up brings such mixed emotions. Every new stage is so fun but leaving all the old stages is so sad. My 2nd one turned 6 today.
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