Big six

Evan is six years old today. I'm having a hard time grasping this fact, but Ev is fine. He was more than ready to leave five behind, and he's proud to be another year older. Six just sounds way too mature to me, but I'm sure I'm going to be saying the same things about seven, eight, and nine. He's so grown up now, in so many ways, and in ways I thought he may never reach. So I'm happy for him, but it's all happening a little too fast for poor Mom.

We tried to talk to Evan yesterday morning about how he was born. We wanted to tell him how tiny he was, what a surprising time it was for us, and how glad we were that everything turned out okay. That time now seems like another life--our little family has come so far since the never ending days in the NICU and all the worry and fear for Ev's future.

Today will be fairly quiet after the birthday party excitement yesterday. Ev has off of school but Daddy is working, so we're going to have a lazy day in the house and try to stay warm. The highlight of his day so far was seeing his name and picture on "Good Morning Erie" on WJET, and having Trina and Tom wish him a happy birthday. Evan has already requested leftover cake for breakfast, and I'm sure we'll be playing Wheel of Fortune (one of his favorite presents) and doing 800 art projects and listening to the Muppet Show soundtrack many times this afternoon.

Happy 6th, Ev! We can't wait for another year full of fun and adventures with you!