Jack, Jonathan Patrick Lindstedt, Jack-Jack, Ducky, Boo, Boo-Bear, Booey... he answers to all of these and yesterday he turned 5.
Everyday he defines himself a little bit more. And everyday, I feel like we have less to do with it.
He loves noddles and hates sauce. Loves peanut butter with honey, not jelly. Loves fish and any novel food.
Loves to be places, but hates to go.
Loves to swim and is learning to play soccer. Sometimes he smells like a grown man...
He loves to talk, explain and talk (did I mention that he likes to talk?) and hates to be interrupted.
He desperately wants to be older, is so upset that he can't "catch up."
He loves to play with Paul and Milan (he told me that he'll marry her).
He loves to try new things and is open to new experiences and this might be his best asset for being 5 and for the rest of his life.
1 comment:
Happy 5th birthday, to my first:) granbaby! Oh where did the time go??? I love you Jack!! Grama Colleen
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