T turns five today. Last night I asked him for my last 4-year-old hug and kiss. (*bittersweet sigh*) Then, with tears in his eyes he looked at me and said, "Well...I'm a little bit sad about turning five." Oh, yeah? "Yeah. What if when I'm five I don't like the same things I like now when I'm four?" I'm pretty sure you'll still like the same things, Buddy. "Hmm....yeah, I guess boys all kind of like the same things always." Yep, pretty much. :)
This morning he looked seriously at his hands and said, "Well, I don't look any different. I still look like when I was four." (I so wonder what magical thing he thought would happen. ;)
He's out celebrating the day with his most favorite person--Daddy (who surprised him by coming home at lunch to spend the afternoon together.).
Happy Birthday, T! Love you!