Ladies and gentlemen, he's five

Today Evan turned five. We celebrated quietly at home with three of four grandparents (Mike's dad is in Taiwan) and one uncle (Timmy). Ev ate cheesy poofs and chocolate cake, and had to stop in the middle of opening presents to drink a juice box because he was so thirsty. He had a blast playing with Daddy and Uncle Tim, and he loves his new walkie talkies and books. I think he really enjoyed having so much attention--he started to cry when everyone was getting up to go home. No hysterics, just a few silent tears because he didn't want his day to end. It was too sweet.

Now I have this five year old boy on my hands. More than anything, that just makes me feel really old! It seems like another lifetime when I started this blog, when I was expecting Evan, when he was born so early under such frightening circumstances. It's hard to reconcile that tiny three pound baby with this tall, lean boy who runs and jumps through the house, chattering all the while. Back then, I could never have imagined this Evan, with five years under his belt, ready to take on the world (or at least kindergarten). It's pretty amazing.

So here's to another wonderful year with our not-so-little man! I know this one, like all the others, will be full of fun and surprises. Happy 5th birthday, Evan!