My little man turned six today. I can't believe it's been six years. His party will be next week because unlike the girls, who pestered me daily for weeks about their birthday, he couldn't care less. When I asked him yesterday, "What's tomorrow, C.J.?" he responded with {lengthy pause}..."Ummm....Wednesday?" Yes, C.J. - Wednesday. "And what else?" I prodded. {Another lengthy pause}..."My birthday!" He's definitely his father's son. Without the constant reminders, I failed to get invitations out in time for a party today. Oh, well - there are no accidents. :O)
In honor of my awesome kid, here's an awesome picture:
{This is what happens when you leave your camera unattended.}
And finally, six reasons I love C.J.:
- He has a very tender heart and is genuinely caring and kind.
- He gives me amazing hugs and kisses.
- He is a good big brother and so helpful around the house.
- He is very smart and loves to read.
- He is hilariously funny.
- He is a miniature Greg.
