It's ironic that your birthday coincides with the end of the year because both are a time of great reflection about the past. We've had some tremendous experiences this year, you and I. So in honor of your 5th birthday, here is a list of just a few of the things that I love about you:
You call fuel trucks “string cheese on wheels”.
You still say “gus” instead of “just” (the last vestige of your toddler-dom).
Your love of physical comedy.
Your amazing mop of thick curly brown hair.
The way you teach your sister the things you know.
Your devotion to all things cars.
Your devotion to all things Cars.
The simple, trusting way in which you see the world.
Your burgeoning love of Legos.
Your initial enthusiasm for Looney Tunes.
Your burgeoning love of roller coasters.
The way you make your mom smile.
The way you told everybody who would listen that your birthday was New Year's Eve.
Your affection for our cats, specifically the young one.
That you are my only son, my first-born and an exact replica of me.
That at 5 years old you are now a full fledged little kid, no longer a baby.