21 April 2011

My baby boy is FIVE.

Jackson turns five today.

I don't even know how to process that.

Five.  How did that happen?

I asked him the other day if he would still sit in my lap and snuggle with me once he turned five.  He laughed and said yes like that was the most idiotic question I'd ever asked. 

Whew.

  
Every single day  I realize how much he's NOT my little boy anymore.  We have real conversations.  He has a memory like you wouldn't believe.  He is fascinated with letters.  While we've worked with him to learn his name, we haven't pushed anything else yet...but I feel like he's going to be one of those kids that pushes himself to learn.  I love that.

He told me the other day that he didn't want to get married.  I told him he still had a while to change his mind about that.  He teared up and said he was afraid to kiss the girl.  I tried to reassure him that once he found the right one, he wouldn't be afraid anymore.  But he doesn't believe me, and I'm okay with that.

I really am not sad that he's growing up, because this tiny little moment of his life is so much fun.  But I want to freeze it.  I want to keep him curious and innocent and stubborn and kind hearted.

Happy birthday, buddy.  I love you.

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