Five

Dear T,

I've been thinking a lot about the time right before you were born. I kept hoping you would come on different days in May. I thought 5/5/05 would be a fabulous birthday, but you thought otherwise. A few family birthdays also came and went. Then, I thought 5/15/05 would be cool, too. You didn't. In the midst of that, I was having contractions all night long, almost every night for a week. Still, you didn't come.

Finally, you entered the world on 5/16/05. I think that was a prelude to your very unique personality. Sometimes your stubbornness to do things your way is frustrating (and apparently reminiscent of your dad when he was growing up), but I love that you're a boy who knows his mind.

You're a super fast runner and you learned to ride a two-wheeler earlier than the other kids. I love watching your imagination at work, and seeing what you'll come up with next. I'm so excited for all that you'll learn in kindergarten next year. We love you, T!