Actually, he’s only three. But he likes to tell people he is six years old. (He got the “making random stuff up” gene from his dad.)
We had a birthday party at the local fire station, joining together with our new friend Sayre, who was also turning three/six. Max and Becky came to visit, and we had a blast. The evening ended with a ride in the fire truck around town.
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