The first words from Owen this morning, spoken while leaping up into my arms: āIām turning five right now!ā
Five!
Happy birthday, Big Guy! Don’t they let you start to drive at 5 in California? I’m sure I read that somewhere…
Oh yeah. Also they let you stay up all night and eat ice cream for breakfast. It’s, like, the law or something.
Wow. Five. What a darling.
Well I’m sorry I’m a week late, but I hope it was a great Five day.
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Happy birthday, Big Guy! Don’t they let you start to drive at 5 in California? I’m sure I read that somewhere…
Oh yeah. Also they let you stay up all night and eat ice cream for breakfast. It’s, like, the law or something.
Wow. Five. What a darling.
Well I’m sorry I’m a week late, but I hope it was a great Five day.