Lars is Five!~

I'm pretty sure Lars just grew into a little boy overnight.  

He went to bed last night, a sweet 4 year old with visible thorns in his life.  He was hidden under his heavy blanket when I went in to tuck him in.  I peeled the blanket back from his face and said, "Good night Lars, I love you." And he said, "I need that over my face."

I said, "I'll see you in the morning, buddy.  I love you."  

(yes, trying to receive a reciprocal response!)

And he said, "Tomorrow is my Birthday. I will be Five"

Indeed.  

Today, Eliezer Matthew, the boy who amazes me in so may ways, is now five years old.  I think I say this every year, but he's so much more than that lifeless blue body that came into the world that awful September afternoon.  He just is who he is. 

Right now, he is pretending to be a pirate.  He has a cardboard box and masking tape and scissors.  I believe a treasure chest is in the making.  He told me that he needs a ship.  Anybody have a spare one we can borrow? I suggested the couch, but he said a couch doesn't move, so it won't work.  

Imagination?  Yes.  As long as it is practical...

ARRHHH Matey!