Today, they are five. Five? FIVE!
I don’t have enough brainpower left to write anything too profound tonight. But… five. FIVE! Simultaneously hard to believe, and yet somehow just right.
Becca the Bean, who always wears a dress (or a skirt) if at all possible. Who claims to want to be a fashion designer, but is almost as knowledgeable about Star Wars as her brother. Who would choose to eat either rice krispies or instant oatmeal for nearly every meal (unless ice cream is an option – always ice cream). She can plow through a Rainbow Fairies book in an hour. She works her way through every single page of a Hello Kitty coloring and activity book. She’s a little touchy and grumpy and bossy at the moment, but I suspect the intensity will pass. She loves to do the same things over and over again, the things she knows she’s good at, but makes all kinds of excuses not to try something new that she fears she might not get right on the first try. She sings along with nearly every song she hears. She loves, loves, loves rainbows.
Daniel, with the goose egg on his forehead because he is absolutely incapable of keeping his body still. Star Wars and Lego obsessed, not that he has the patience to actually follow the directions and put something together. When he’s excited, he can barely get the words from his head to his voice, but don’t even think about interrupting him or not letting him finish that thought. A bit sullen and sassy at times right now, but boy can he be sweet and polite and considerate, complimenting strangers on a necklace or spouting something like, “this is going to be a delicious meal!” Did I mention he loves Star Wars? HOLY CRAP.
Happy, happy birthday my amazing kids. Five is… it’s something different, don’t you think? I don’t know if it’s the connection with being school age, the half-a-decade thing… it’s just so big. Still little and sweet, but getting bigger before my very eyes.