So we cheated by two months. Ty kept telling me he's 6 now so he couldn't wear the 5 shirt. I mean the kid doesn't miss anything. And bless your heart of you try to get him to lie about something. "It's okay Ty just pretend you're still 5..." "But I'm not mom not at all I'm 6." "Ty just act like you like that since somebody gave it to you..." "But I don't mom I don't want to tell a lie."
He makes me question myself sometimes.
It was a fun weekend around here. Two birthday parties where I had as much fun seeing my friends as the kids did seeing theirs. Lots of cleaning up the house (my mom saves me,) painting, and I got to go to a movie. Y'all, I'm 90 years old.
But I'm a happy might-as-well-be-90-year-old. Thankful that today is better than yesterday and there are bright things on the horizon. God is good.