Cinq

Oh A. You are 5 now and mostly adorable when you are not pouting, whining, crying, suffocating Gonny or hurting your sister. You are thoughtful and kind and such a good friend. GJ loves that you cried during the Haiti telethon and that any type of animal rescue commercial puts you over the edge. GJ can't even wait until we watch Whale Wars together. Then your dad will really be into us. You were so very brave for your surgery and even though your breath smells like there is a dying skunk in your throat, GJ loves you all the same. Happy Birthday to GJ's first born.