On The Six

This is what we looked like six years ago. Happy, sleepy, and judging by the diameter of my fingers--swollen! It was a long day waiting around for that slow poke woman in front of me to hurry up and get her baby out so that the doctor could come do my C-section. How rude of her to delay your arrival. I literally cannot believe that it has been six years. I remember my own sixth birthday. Its scary! Well, here we go:

Happy 6th birthday to my little man,

What sweet joy you bring,

As you sing, jump, and slam.

The brain inside your cranium's,

like uncontrolled uranium.

You sizzle.

You pop.

We can't make you stop.

Nor would we wish it,

to ever be so,

The most fun we have is watching you grow.

You test us.

You best us.

You never sit still.

Your life will be rich due to sheer force of will.

Thanks for reminding us every day,

That the true joy of life comes when you play,

When you laugh, when you dance, when you take life by chance.

Just like we did when we had our kid.

Even though some days I'm flipping my lid.

Here's a toast to our boy with wink and a smile,

We love you so much --as wide as a mile.