He turned five on the tenth. I'm very late in getting a birthday post up. Late is just how I roll these days.
But better late than never.
We celebrated on his birthday, the next weekend at my parents house, and then he just had his birthday party with friends on Sunday. Needless to say he has a ton of gifts now. A ton of gifts right after Christmas. (Makes me glad I have a summer birthday.)
You love to sing
You love to be silly
You go running to greet your dad when he gets home from work (just like Maggie used to do :)
You love school
You love to have books read to you at night
You love to write words and numbers
You have great handwriting for your age
You are smart!
You are fiercely stubborn
You can play with two pencils for hours, pretending they are people with their own little lives
You are creative
You like to paint
You have a ton of toys and yet never play with the same thing for very long. Always changing it up
You love to come into our room and night and ask me to sleep in your bed
You love popsicles, ice cream with Magic Shell, homemade mac and cheese, broccoli, salad with blue cheese dressing, Goldfish, chips, and Chipoltle
You love knock-knock jokes
You have the best laugh ever
You love your blanket with the bear on it
You love your "extra" jammies
And you are loved to the moon and back.
Happy Birthday, Max.