A few weeks ago the little man turned five. He was very excited about his birthday, not tremendously excited about people singing the Happy Birthday song to him, very excited about eating cake for breakfast, and has said he wants to be five for two years, because when he turns six he has to stop sucking his fingers at bed time. Which, by the way, might happen sooner than that. The dentist said a couple weeks ago that his teeth are starting to get loose, so he might have to stop sucking his fingers before the age of six. Our deal is when his grown-up teeth start coming in, the finger sucking has to go.
Anyway. Five. Dexter is FIVE. Today he told me he wants to celebrate his next birthday at midnight on the day he turns six. With, you know, all the family and people who are going to be here to help him celebrate. I told him good luck with that, I shall be sleeping...
At his five year check-up last week he was 46 inches tall, and 43.5 pounds of muscle, bone, and brains. He needs four vaccination updates before he can go to Kindergarten in the fall. He chose to have 1 shot last week, and then go back in three more times and get 1 shot each time. He freaked right the hell out when he got his one shot because "it was a lot more pointy looking than Erin's shot." But afterward he decided it was much better than he thought it would be, and the rest of his shots (on the next three trips we make to the doctor in the next five months) are going to be fine.
I thought it would be fun to take a look inside the brain of Dexter at five, so he answered some questions. He has already asked if he can do another one when he is six, and he is already deciding his answers. For example, his favorite color when he is six is going to be pink. Please, be shocked...
1. What is your favorite color? RED (I, quite honestly, believe he is making this up)
The boys have to taste test before they decorate their cars. You know, to be sure the candy isn't poison.
Unfortunate car crash
6.
What is your favorite game?
ANIMAL UPON ANIMAL
Happy Birthday, Mr. Five Year Old. We love you very much. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
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