The Birthday Boy

Today is the boy's fifth birthday. He can now do anything because he is five. He asked if he was taller and if he could run fast like his cousin H. It has been a more exciting day than even Christmas. His mother feels a little guilty over not planning a big party for this auspicious occasion. She is not feeling quite up to partying or cleaning her house. However, he just left with his father to go miniature golfing and to toys-r-us to possibly get a big wheel. His very patient Aunt recently taught him to pedal. (Apparently he needed to pretend he was marching.) Tomorrow we wil go to my parents for pizza and party, and Sunday we will go to splitcat's parents for more food and partying. He also got to be leader at school today and take cupcakes and a show-n-tell. So he is not being deprived by any means.

I am very glad we have all made it this far. P. has changed so much in the past year. He has left many of his fears behind and is struggling to figure out exactly what it means to be a big boy. He has learned to articulate his thoughts and ask many many many questions on the nature of life and God. He told me last night that he wants to be an artist so he can make things, like God does. He is much like his father, astonishing me with the depths of his insights. I am looking forward to watching this little guy get bigger and bigger. I try not to be one of those parents who don't want their children to grow up. I enjoy(for the most part) every new stage of life. Like when I read, I can't wait to find out what happens next.