Just last Thanksgiving we went walking through the woods. You collected pine cones and leaves.. Where does the time go?
Today you turn five years old.
We're going to have Pirate Cake and open presents. You'll find a race car......a tool set....and books. I have to read them all to you as fast as I can before you learn to read them yourself. It just won't be the same when you do. You don't understand that yet. But you will someday.
I love you.
You have my heart.
And always will.
Sunday evening update: See "the party that was" here