now we are six

My baby is turning six. How did that happen?

He is lovely and happy and sweet and crazy and he is sitting next to me as I type, the night before his birthday, sweaty little boy arms wrapped around my neck and he leans over and sighs and says to me he is sorta sad because, well, he liked being five, and he'll never be five again...plus, when he is six he will be one year closer to dying, and he doesnt like dying.

Isnt he amazing?

Little man. Thank you for being ours, for choosing us. We love you.

When I was one I had just begun
When I was two I was nearly new

When I was three I was hardly me
When I was four I was not much more

When I was five I was just alive
But now I am six, I'm as clever as clever;

So I think I'll be six now for ever and ever.

                                            A.A. Milne

 

(and with this last picture he told me "mom, that's it. i dont have any
poses left in me." HA. good grief i love him.