Turning 5

Tomorrow will be my baby boy's fifth birthday. I can hardly believe it. 
Actually, I shouldn't call him my "baby boy" anymore, because he is no longer a baby. I get corrected frequently on this subject. I should say, "big boy" instead.
Still, he is my baby, my last born. My special boy. 

I have learned so much about life and love from this little boy. He has struggled since the beginning of his life to make sense of this world. And, as his mother, I have learned how to help him navigate it. The love I have for O is so hard to put into words. But, I will try. 
In an effort to keep things fair, related to my kids' birthday posts, in celebration of O's birthday, I'm going to share with you five things I love about him...
1. I could listen to his little voice forever. I love when he tells me stories about his trains or animals or when he is sharing with me about something that happened in his day.
2. He is developing such a unique sense of humor. I love the new game he plays with his daddy...the i-will-imitate-everything-you-do-and-say game. Watching the two of them together brings me such joy!
3. I can't get enough of his hugs and kisses, especially since they used to be so rare. I love hearing him say, "Mom, come cuddle with me."
4. I'm just so proud of all the growth he has made in the past year, like his new sense of adventure and his ability to better articulate his feelings.
5. Seeing a smile on his face is a huge blessing to me. There are so many things he enjoys and I love watching him when he is engrossed in one of these activities.
We have come so far.
Happy Birthday, O!