high on five

I love you, five year old.

I love how outgoing and friendly you are.

I love that you love books and I love reading them with you.

I love your enthusiasm for trains of all shapes and sizes.

I love that after your first bike ride without training wheels you told me "Mom, I'm so proud of myself!"

I love your stories.

I love the look on your face when you score a goal in soccer.

I love to hear you singing to yourself in the shower.

I love that you are so excited about going to kindergarten and riding the bus home from school.

I love that you love chips and salsa as much as I do.

I love that you are so much like me, but different too.

I love your hugs and kisses.

I love snuggling with you at night.

I love knowing that I will always be your Mommy, even when you are no longer my little boy.

I love you, Gage.