Last Thursday, my big man turned another year older.
I kinda feel like it's a big deal. #3 and #4, not so much a problem.
#5? It feels big. Probably because "5" translates to "kindergartener."
Thank goodness September doesn't come for 8 more months!
Drew woke up on his birthday and was smothered with kisses and "Happy Birthday"s - and he very adamantly declared, "I'm not five until I open my presents."
Well, let's get on that, then, huh?
He opened gifts from us and from Grammy & Papa, and it was awesome.
He was genuinely excited for every gift, and it showed on his face.
Take a look...
His big gift this year is a new bike. I scored a sweet deal prior to the holidays and I couldn't pass it up. Besides, it was time. I think he's ready to learn, although he looked a little nervous sitting on it in the living room. I guess it's a benefit for him that his birthday is in January and we have a couple more months before we'll head outside with it!
And as per our tradition of having the birthday boy pick his place for dinner on his big day - well, I don't think I need to tell you where we went. :)
I'd be excited too if I got custard AND cupcakes on the same day!
Blowing out those candles with a little help from the guy on the left. :)
We had a truly awesome day.
And I still can't believe he's five.
Nope. Doesn't get any easier to say.