FIVE!!!

Aaron is five today and he is milking it. He has been making birthday rules all morning...
"I do not exercise on my birthday, all other days, but not my birthday."
"It's a birthday rule, that birthday boys don't have to take puppies outside"
"I can eat cake, cookies and lots of syrup 'cause it's my birthday. I can have cheeseburgers for breakfast too, if I want, but I don't."
"You can only take three pictures of me on my birthday."
and the best one...
He buttoned his shirt this morning, but didn't line up the buttons quite right. I told him to come for help because he was "looking a little crooked" and he very sweetly said, "You can only tell me that on other days. You aren't supposed to tell me I look crooked on my birthday. It's kind of rude of you don't you think?"

Five! Where has it gone? Such joy he brings to me everyday. I remember being pregnant with him and so worried. I had miscarried just before getting pregnant with him and then my brother died while I was pregnant. Grief was so consuming during his pregnancy, I was constantly worried that it would have some affect on him, that he'd be a miserable, melancholic baby. All that fear for naught, because Aaron is so far the opposite extreme it's unbelievable. He has been such a balm to my heart and joy to my soul so often these five years. I am blessed tremendously by all of my children, all equally, but all in such different ways. Aaron has been my little ray of sunshine. When the clouds are gray, and all around is dismal, I only need look at his little grin and it all fades away.
Happy Birthday Zigity Zoo! I love you and I'm trying really hard to remember your birthday rules!