09/20/2026
My boy turned SIX last month and man oh man did six hit hard. Each year does, really. But you’re so big. Big in the way that your jeans are all suddenly 3 inches too short. Big in the ways you can talk back and push my every boundary. But you’re still small too. Like how you still reach for my hand each morning on our walk to school. And how you call staplers “stablers.” And how you wish your wishes out loud to wishing flowers before you blow the petals away. And how you asked for a pink care bear birthday party this year. But all these little small things feel much more fleeting as I know how fast these years fly by. I don’t know how many years he will still ask for birthday parties. Or how many times I get to hold that little hand on our walks to school before he’s too big. Good grief I can’t get through this post without crying. Probably why I’ve delayed it so long. But anyways Happy Birthday to my beautiful boy who fills my heart to the brim and more with love. You are a kind and thoughtful friend. You are a natural performer, your favorite thing is to make people laugh, especially me. You are so incredibly creative, watching you grow in to this wonderful wild and independently YOU creature you are becoming has been the greatest joy of my life. I love you Milo.