Five is a great age! So much personality shines through. So much is said. For instance. Chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter [pause for a breath] do-you-not-know-what-I-mean? My other favorite is, “Is today tomorrow?”
I took a vacation day, pulled him out of daycare, and took him to the movies. We were alone in the theee-AY-doe, which was good, since he wouldn’t sit still. We started in the middle, moved to the very back, then the very front. I think he had a good time.
He requested a cake with strawberries in the shape of a face. It was a very creepy looking cake, but he was happy.
What better to mark the momentous occasion of one’s fifth birthday than losing one’s very first tooth! The new one is practically already in. It was very, VERY exciting to put the tooth under the pillow, and wait for the tooth fairy to come. Good thing his little brother woke up at 3 a.m., else that tooth fairy might not have lived up to expectations.
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His birthday was last week, and I haven’t had any time to post. Since then, he’s lost the second tooth! He is very excited about his sudden wealth, and sad for me that I don’t have any teeth to lose, so the tooth fairy won’t be coming to visit me.
