My wife is 36. My son is 5.
Birthdays galore.. and moments in time that we need to stop and reflect.
Tara may not want picture herself at the age she is–though I remind her she can now run for president. Heck if Trump can anyone can.
As for Ayden, 5 is a big deal.
I still remember his first birthday.. And third.. and now fifth–we didn’t skip the 2nd and 4th but we just opted not to have parties for them.
So later today as a dozen kids roll around a giant play time location with a ball pip and giant sliding board, it will feel strange and real.
Later this year: Kindergarten.
Until then let’s hold on to 16 as long as we can. The changes coming around real soon will make us women and men.
I love you Tara.
I love you Ayden.
