Is that how you spell it?
Parker turned six today. (I know, right?) Like any other kid on the eve of his birthday, he could hardly contain himself last night.
Spence and I stayed up late hanging streamers and making cake and wrapping presents. The usual. Parker heard us around 12:30am and since he'd been asleep for a few hours, assumed it was morning. He popped out of bed bright eyed and bushy tailed, sprinted down the hall, and exclaimed, "BOO-YAH! It's my birthday!!" Who has that much energy when they wake up?
Reid rained on his parade this morning (the real morning like when we eat breakfast) by telling him he looks exactly the same as he did yesterday when he was only five.
I disagree. He totally looks six.