And now he is five!

My first born is turning five today.On his first birthday I could hardly believe my baby wasn't a "baby" anymore, I cried. Looking back on this picture I can't believe I even though he was not a baby, look at him...he was still sooooooo little! Everything was so much more dramatic, being as he was my first.
Here he is on his second birthday and again I cried thinking he was getting so grown...ummmm no, still a baby. Little round toddler. Bald beauty. It took him so long to get any hair, hope it's not the same for his sister, ha! The only thing he wanted for his birthday was a bike, talked about it all the time. So we got him one with training wheels and all...he just started riding it this year, silly boy. Silly parents. He did enjoy staring at it for years. ;)

My wise little three year old. He's always been wise beyond his years. I'm not sure if I cried on his third birthday, but I probably did because I'm a sap. This was the year I noticed he was leaving the baby years behind, and looking more like a little man.

My proud little four year old. I was shocked at the changes that happened between three and four. He grew like a sunflower! Like the giant sunflowers in my front yard. He blossomed and grew. No baby left, unless I looked really well into his baby blue eyes!

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And now he is FIVE! The big day is here. He's been talking about being five for years now. When I'm five I will...bla, bla, bla...that's been the constant phrase around here. When ever he wasn't old enough for something he was sure he could do it when he was five. He would conquer the world at five, go to the moon and set world records. He's got a huge imagination. I don't know about conquering the world but I have a feeling that this year is going to bring some pretty big things for my amazingly wonderful five year old. I feel so blessed to have my young man in my life. He is so caring and compassionate. Loving. Responsible. Funny. I look forward to what is to come.