Conversations with a 3 year old

me: how old are you today?

monkey: *holds up three fingers*   three

me:  how old is your brother?

monkey:  *holds up one finger*      one

me:  that's right, good job.

monkey: mommy, how old are you? are you five? *holds up five fingers*

me: no, i'm 31.

monkey: *eyes wide*   wow, that's too many.

me: i think so too.

so for the boy who makes me sound old, yet makes me feel young. 

and vice versa. 

for the boy who makes me sound like my mother at times. 

for the boy who can make a simple doctor's visit so traumatic, 

yet create a wonderful story for me to tell over and over again.

for the boy, who is so happy to be three

and from one mommy who is even happier to only have one left in diapers...

happy birthday.