Six. As in Years.

He is six. And I don't mean months. I mean years and how is this even possible?
Last night we celebrated with a small gathering of extended family. It was everything he hoped for, and probably more. Ice cream (dirt) cake, stories and marshmallows by the campfire, and sleeping in the tent with the "boy cousins".
I think back to six years ago, the day he turned me into a mama, and I start to lose it. Words fail and my eyes go blurry trying to explain this miracle smiling back at me.

Happy 6th Birthday, little man.

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