Thursday, November 14, 2013


A switch went on when he turned five.
Like, he just grew
in a flash
right before my eyes.
Five is, in a word, 
He's still funny and lighthearted and eager to learn and grow.

But he's also
and serious
and more of a deep feeler than ever before. 
But, as always, he is a lover.
Take note of the way he perked up when Daisy, a pretty little girl in his class, happened by.

I like five.
I fight with five.
I laugh at five.
I'm grossed out by five.
I forgive five.
But I do so very much LOVE him. 
No matter what the age.
Or mood.

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