He loves cheeseburgers and superheroes and legos.
He leaps everywhere he goes.
His smile lights up a room.
My tiny little ray-of-sunshine baby is an ever-growing and often-storm-cloudy 6-year-old today.
Yesterday we spent some time running and walking the bases at a local baseball field, and then we played Poohsticks in a tiny stream, and it was one of the best let’s-kill-some-time hours I’ve ever spent.
Happy birthday, Petey. You’re my whole heart.
And now I am crying in my office.
Beautiful. Time has a way of zipping past….
Six is a GREAT age. Enjoy!