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He's 5. He's 5. He's a big frog now he's 5!
My darling boy. My love. You are my pride and joy. You are loving. You are kind. You are serious. You love your friends. Your brain is a little calculator and always processing numbers, dates and data (just recently you were talking about running for President and were concerned about wanting to run while the current President was only in his second year of office, you were happy to learn that elections are every four years). You LOVE school. You love games. You love sports, especially soccer. You are very much a boy. You follow the rules. You invent rules in order to follow them. You are such a backstreet driver. You are an observer. You understand. You are a helper. You are cautious. You are still prone to crying at the drop of a hat. You love systems and organization. You love cars and books and patterns. Your reading skills are amazing. You LOVE your Sister. You take care of her and comfort her when she's sad. You push her tushy up the climbing structure at Kids Club and are patient beyond your years.
You do not like to eat. You do not like to stop playing if you are really into it. You do not like it when I ask lots of questions about what you did at school. You still do not pretend to be anything other than yourself. You are not adventurous or a risk taker.
Avery, we love endlessly and watching you grow and be the boy you are is one of my greatest joys. I never thought I would meet anyone like you.
You are uniquely you.










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