He is dynamic. In his world most everything he does tilts on the verge of being completely awesome. “What’s the opposite of hat?” he asks with a smile. “Where’s that car going? Maybe it’s going where we’re going.” he’ll ponder aloud. “Look at this Lego guy, is he awesome?” he asks on the daily.
Some day he won’t be as outwardly excited as he is today. Some day he’ll be a morose, door-slamming grump. Some day when I think of him while I’m at work I won’t always smile inside. I’m glad that day isn’t quite here yet.
Pretend you’re a five year old for a few minutes today. Make it a good day.