Five years ago today, the most colicky pain-in-the-butt baby was born. Fortunately he grew to be a very sweet boy. I can’t believe that Thing 2 is five years old today! I have been telling him the past few months that he is not allowed to grow up, that I want to keep him small forever so I can carry him around and cuddle him. He thinks that is hilarious and assures me that he will always give me hugs, even when he is a “big hairy man like Daddy.” I have been telling him that there are a lot of things that five-year-olds do and don’t do so he better get ready for that. For example: five-year-olds never throw tantrums, five-year-olds try their vegetables, and five-year-olds are self-sufficient on the potty and don’t have to call their moms in for clean-up. (Hey a mom’s gotta try, right?)
Happy Birthday to my baby boy!