Today you turned 5. The last year has been a crazy one for us my little one, your mama went back to work in earnest and I didn't get to spend as much time with you this year. I feel every missed minute, but you are turning into an independant little soul (though you still want me to put on your clothes for you, and sit with you while you fall asleep, even if you sleep in your own bed) There is no question about your talking or your charm, you talk to anyone who will listen and charm them as soon as they stop. You like to use big words like cumbersome and despicable. You make me laugh, even if most of your jokes are about poop. You like to play video games with your daddy and do puzzles with me. You are so good at memory, though I don't think you get the competitive nature of the game since you always tell me where my matches are. We got to spend a lot of time with your grandparents this summer, and boy do you love your grandma and grandpa. Your mama is a nervous nellie and sometimes you are to, but don't ever be afraid to do new things or jump into some amazing opportunity, because you think you might fail. There is always failure, but you can't reach greatness without a few failures along the way. You are as beautiful as ever, smarter then I could imagine, and kinder then I could wish for (even if you sometimes knock your friends to the ground) You think of the ones littler than yourself, and do nice things for your friends. You kiss your mama unasked and tell me you love me. Baby boy you are my center, you bring me back to life when I fall into the depths, you teach me to be a better person and a better mama every day. I can not imagine a life where you weren't born. The last five years have been the best I have ever had. Thank you. I can't wait to see what the next year holds as you start kindergarten, a new chapter for both of us. I love you, my Bowie.
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