5 years old

It seems that every "little guy" must have a birthday eventually.  Here he is, my favorite boy opening his presents at our house.   He turned five years old on June 21st, 2012.  I can hardly believe it myself. It seems like yesterday I got the news on the cell phone "IT'S A BOY!".  He came in to the world in a wonderful way, perfect child of God...
now, here we are loving him with all we have...
wondering when does it happen?
When do the coo's change to hello's?
The diapers to spiderman underwear to stripped boxer fitted ones?
The little romper onesies to jean shorts with pockets?
...and the dark little hairs on his perfect scalp are all blonde now, sticking up with gel to be cool like his dad.
He still lets us hold him, and he gives love when needed - now, it is however mixed with bough-ts of
energy and yes, some aggression.  He has a big ole elephant and a bear, that get to box with him....and his little legs that were once quite slow to move and covered with a brace,
are now open to the air
running
exploring
loving
boxing
carrying him through life like the wind
... and when the day ends and the air flow slows
he lays his head down on the pillow, you tickle his arms and back -
and he in a land where God can touch and renew him so he is ready for another year.