On your fifth birthday, you hunted Easter eggs and wore your new frog boots to church.
During brunch, you sweetly sang “Two little blackbirds sitting on a hill…” Then you sang it while accompanying yourself on the ukulele. Then you sang it while accompanying yourself on the drums. Then we said “Enough singing.”
You played with your Lego Star Wars X-Wing fighter allllll day, except when you were making movies, starring Zhu Zhu Pets, with your sister. (But one of your favorite presents was the giant cardboard box that came in the mail from Grammy.)
Instead of a cake, you asked for parfaits. This turned out to mean chai tea concentrate, milk, strawberries, whipped cream, chocolate syrup, and red and green sugar crystals in a glass. With a piece of cinnamon-pecan roll on top to hold the candles.
You rode your bike to the playground so you could go on the spinny merry-go-round. Later you biked to a different park just so you could roll down the sledding hill.
In 10 days you’ll attend kindergarten orientation.
Just don’t run too far too fast, okay?
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Happy Birthday, Opie! What a splendid big boy!
And yes, we also understand, “great singing, now let’s give it a rest.”
Yikes! When did Opie get so biiiiiiiiiig! Kindergarten. Gulp.
Wow, your kids have almost the same birthday?
Sounds like a couple of great birthdays (and kids).
Your last line is aching.
I can hardly believe how big he is. I can only imagine how much fun he is.
Happy birthday, Opie. When we see you again, we’ll do lots of singing and spinning and rolling together.