Family · Life · Parenting Five August 17, 2015August 17, 2015 Carol He’s five, this boy. He’s pretty excited about it. He climbed into bed with me this morning and, as light snuck in under my just-cracked eyelid, chirped, “Did you FORGET TO TELL ME SOMETHING TODAY?!?” Happy birthday, buddy. Five is a nice number. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like this:Like Loading… Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like this:Like Loading…
