Yesterday, you made me smile when you insisted that you weren’t really five until 9:13pm because that’s when you were born.
A few days ago, your bedtime prayers – so full of pure trust in God in spite of your fears – nearly made me cry.
Last week, you had your first skiing lesson and made me so proud because you had lots of fun even though you fell down.
Last month, you were so brave at the doctor’s office, and you continue to be an example to me of staying calm even when you feel yucky.
Last fall, you left me speechless with your mature understanding of good behavior = avoiding bad consequences.
Last year, you were four, and I carried you down to breakfast nearly every day (because I love your hugs & snuggles).
Today, you’re five and I can’t wait to see what this year brings!
