To the light of my life: you’re five
I have absolutely no idea what to say.
My kid is five. My amazing, funny, high maintenance, gobsmacking, utterly hysterical, kind, sweet, thoughtful little guy is a whole hand old, and I’m in awe of him. He’s come so far in such a short time, dealing with utter equanimity the bizzare turns this past week has thrown at him, from the announcement that we’re moving to spring break at the amazing Camp Grammie’s to his father suddenly showing up rather unexpectedly for his birthday. My son is a brilliant, sparkling soul, a ray of sunshine in my crazy life, the anchor …read more
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