Don’t go changing
Quinn turns five on Friday. FIVE. There’s something so, oh I don’t know, all grown up sounding about five. By four I really couldn’t consider him a toddler anymore. I had already pushed it with three. But he was definitely still a pre-schooler. And could ride the bus for free. But now, five. That’s like a big kid number. That’s “school age”. He’ll probably lose his first teeth while he’s five. And then take those dorky school photos with the holes in his mouth and the crooked bangs.
I just hope that he doesn’t get so grown up that he stops squeezing me around the neck while proclaiming, “Mommy, I just want to hug you and kiss you and snuggle you forever”. At least not yet. I’m really not prepared for that to stop.
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March 25th, 2007 at 8:58 am
happy birthday, quinn.
March 25th, 2007 at 9:23 am
Thanks, V.
April 3rd, 2007 at 5:21 pm
what did quinn do for his birthday?
April 3rd, 2007 at 7:51 pm
We had a pirate party, matey. Will post a photo soon.