Where has the time gone?

Yesterday was Andrew's 6Th birthday, I can't believe he is 6 already.






It doesn't seem that long ago that Nick was 6.

I have felt a little confused about Andrew's birthday. On one hand I am so proud of him and how much he has grown. I sent him to school a baby and he is becoming a little boy right before my eyes. On the other hand, I sent him to school as a baby and they sent home a little boy. As much as I enjoy them growing up and learning new concepts, laughing at new jokes, understanding so much of the world around them; it is a glaring reminder that they are growing up and my little baby is gone. When I sent him to preschool last year he seemed so small. His book bag was tiny and he was shy and nervous to start. I was nervous as well. This year he is riding the bus to school and has homework. He brings lunch money and ties his shoes.

Last night he told Larry and I that he didn't feel smarter now that he was six. When he turned five he learned that 200+200=400 and he didn't learn anything on his birthday so he wasn't smarter. It cracks me up that they associate their birthday as THE DAY that they grow taller and become older.

Over all I think this picture sums up what Andrew thinks of his birthday and being six.