This guy turned six yesterday! He woke up this morning and asked me this...
"Mom, now that I'm six, I am bigger. What size clothes do I wear now?"
Not Mommy, Mom! Like he's a teenager.
I told him I thought he could get by in the clothes that he had in his drawers for the rest of the summer, but I would be shopping soon for his winter clothes and I might need to buy them a size larger.
"Oh, good. I don't want to wear five year old sizes anymore. I'm a real big boy now and I need to wear a bigger number."
Yeah, those sevens and eights that I'll be buying for winter are a far cry from the newborn onsies I was ooh-ing and aah-ing over six years ago. But what a fun time we've had! And so much more to come!
We love you, Big Boy!