I tucked you in last night in your footy pajamas. I told you, this would be the last time that you would ever be 4 years old. I was right, you know. You woke up and were magically different! Another whole year had passed, and now you had officially been on this planet for 5 whole years. There is something quite wild about turning 5.
You have some new responsibilities coming your way, at 5 years old. You officially have to go to school now. You have to take all of the things that we have taught you so far, and go into the world for roughly 7 hours a day, without us, and learn who you are.
5 seems so grown up, for such a little boy to be!
We went to Chuck E. Cheese tonight to celebrate. It's a Wednesday, and we stayed out past your bedtime. We celebrated knowing you. We celebrated how much we love you. We celebrated how amazing your little life is and how you've changed all of ours. We celebrated being together. We celebrated that you turned 5 years old today.
I watched you run around tonight. It felt different. You run different now. I listened to you talk and visit with your grandparents. You've matured, you make us laugh! I watched you smile while we sang you happy birthday and could still place that perfect dimple in your cheek. I whispered Happy Birthday in your ear when I handed you a piece of cake, you whispered back, "I love you mom!"
No matter how many years pass, how many things change. You will always be the sweetest boy I've ever known.
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