You are 5 now. Can you believe it? I think you can. You are ALREADY talking about how you're almost 6! Monk, please slow down. My heart can't handle it! You are such a sweet boy. Even though you are growing older, you still enjoy a good snuggle every now and again. I love that about you. Every year before your Birthday, you and I have a talk. This year, we were sitting in the guest room and you were on my lap in the rocking chair. This was our conversation:
Me: Do you think you will still love me when you're five?
You: (shaking your head and playing with a toy dinosaur) Of course La-Lay.
Me: Will you always love me as much as you do now or are you going to be too cool to love me this much?
You: What? I will always love you! I will always be your friend!
Me: Really? Good, because I don't know what I would do without you Monkey. You are my favorite boy.
You: I know. You're so crazy La-Lay.
Me: I know. I love you, Monkey Boy.
You: I love you, Cutie Girl Head.