Look who's five!
Guess what he wanted for his present this year. A new Thomas train maybe? A dump truck? Some sidewalk chalk? Nope. He's FIVE now. Time to start exploring the old Y chromosome. No better way to do that than to pull a live fish out of a lake and hold it in your hands (and then let it go FTLOG, they have fish at HEB).
I must admit it is a little shocking to learn that he has interests so different than mine. A glimpse into the future of Boy Scout campouts where the only thing I can do to protect him is to pack extra dry socks and insect repellent into his backpack as he runs out the door.
Will we always share a love of baking, of chapter books, of learning how the world works? I don't know.
But he's still my sweet, smart, snuggly boy for now. I am so proud of him!