Happy Birthday, Dilly Rob!

My baby is FIVE!

Dillon got up this morning, and after asking if he looked five, announced that he "used to doe up to Tawub's cheet, but now I doe up to Tawub's bwain." translation: "I used to go up to Caleb's cheek, but now I go up to Caleb's brain"

I guess he grew overnight.

Oh, how I love this little boy. We're friends, you know. On the days he doesn't have preschool, it's just the two of us. Mommy and Dillon. Dillon and Mom. Even though he'd rather be playing with "his boys", I'm so glad we've had this time together. When he smiles, sunshine comes out of his eyes, and it makes my heart happy.

Here are a few facts about Dillon:

-he loves sugar in any form, and he can sniff it out from anywhere in the house.
-he grew up too fast, thanks to his older brothers. He never got into Elmo...he just went straight for the Transformers and Star Wars stuff.
-he's our most athletic kid and is excited to play soccer this year.
-he's very shy in public, but he "rules the roost" at home.
-he's by far our messiest kid. Not too keen on cleaning up...
-he's the most accident prone. He's had a broken elbow, stitches, staples, glue, and too many nosebleeds to count.
-he's going to be an awesome big brother. He talks to the baby (in my belly) every single day, and can't wait to have a "sistuh owe bwuhwuh".