Six is big.
Six is reading, writing, and riding a skateboard.
Old skateboard + new grip tape + a coat of chalkboard paint = a happy boy
Six is not too big to be held by mama,
even if his feet go past my knees when I carry him.
And six is definitely not too big to ask for a pom pom.
I'm oh so grateful that he wanted a pom pom.
Happy birthday baby boy!