Time is making fools of us again. ~J.K. Rowling
So...five years ago, something pretty incredible happened to me. I met this little guy named Jackson. He was pretty big for his age but he fit perfectly in my arms, right next to my heart. He grew and grew and he went from crawling to running and jumping and giving me heart attacks every few seconds. I feel like I fell asleep with a baby and woke up with a five year old -- a funny, kind, stubborn, delightful little five year old. I dreaded this birthday in a way because I felt like this was the all-important birthday when he became an official "big boy" and I was not ready to lose my baby.
And I didn't.
The night of his birthday, I snuggled up with my now-five year old in his bed to get him to sleep and I realized that he may be big for his age but he still fits perfectly in my arms, right next to my heart.
Happy, Happy Fifth Birthday my big boy, my darling, my sweetheart, my baby....my Jack.
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