My baby turned FIVE today! I guess I'm going to have to stop using that word, baby.
He tells me often that he does not want to grow up. Whether it's a remaining fascination with Peter Pan or the fact that I'm not always the most organized, together example of what a grown-up should be, I'm not sure. I am certain my comments today did not help.
In response to a rather obvious question, my son's response was:
No, I don't feel any different today. I'm just a different number, not a different kid.