My little man turned 6 yesterday. As we drove to the store to pick up his cake, I watched him from the rearview mirror. He sat in the backseat of the car staring out the window absent-mindedly with a small smile on his face. No doubt he was imagining the upcoming adventures of the day. As I watched him, I had a wave of nostalgia come over me. I grew up hearing parents lament over their children's vanishing youth, but I never realized how quickly it really does fly by. What I would do to freeze time at this moment and keep him six years old forever.
He wanted a magician theme this year for his party and his yearly pictures. While it's likely just the flavor of the month as far as obsessions go, I don't think he could have picked a more fitting theme. Not a day has gone by since the day he was born that he hasn't made me laugh. Oh, how I love this little boy!
