Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Turning 5!

Another week, another birthday.

My little Monkey man turned 5.  Five.  One whole hand.  Five.  No longer a preschooler.  Five.  The age you need to be to start kindergarten.  Five is the age when people seem to expect them to no longer throw tantrums, they need to know how to behave in restaurants, sit quietly when told, and understand what lying is.  Five is none of those though as five is merely one day older than 4 and 364 days old.  He is still my preschooler who has ants in his pants.  He tries to sit still when we're out but who wants to wait for 15 minutes for their food and then wait another 15 minutes for everyone else to finish eating?  He still is trying to figure out right from wrong but there are plenty of adults who sometimes forget.

He is still so little, he loves wearing his pajamas and wants to have his special toys with him at bed.  He will sit and cuddle with you and genuinely means it when he tells you he loves you.  His emotions are still black and white with no shades of gray, "You are my friend and I love you", "You are not nice to me, I don't want to be friends".  I don't know too many people who don't like Monkey.  How can you resist liking a little boy that comes up to you, gives you a great big hug, looks you right in the eyes and tells you he loves you.

He has facial expressions that you can't help but laugh at, even the ones he has for when he's angry.  He can tell elaborate, detailed stories using voices for the different people.  He is so smart, if you don't understand him, he has the capability to explain what he means, even for words that are abstract, and he's able to do so without getting upset.  The time that sticks out was when he kept saying he "Had a fan." A what?  Back and forth we went, a man, a fan, a pan.  Was it big or little?  He laughed and said no.  Can you describe it?  He emphasized the 'f' sound trying to get it out properly and when I asked him to use a different word he said, "It's yike a idea."  Oh, a plan.  Throughout the whole thing, he never got frustrated, yelled, or got discouraged and said never mind.

He is a wonderful little boy that I love to pieces.  Happy birthday Monkey.


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