My boy turns five. He seems so small, but yet he is so big. And just plain adorable.
And he told me today that "I think I'm ready to use the potty, now. I understand now. I don't have to be afraid." He's wearing underwear. Please pray that this is for real. It would make my day, my month, even my year!
My rough and tumble boy, who loves dirt and making noises. Who can make anything into a road for his vehicles. Who gives me the bestest hugs, especially when I'm sad. Who can talk your ears off. And then talk some more.
Happy birthday!
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