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Dear CT,
Happy 6th Birthday! You made it onto your second hand. That’s BIG stuff.

Every year you flip one year older, I sit and take pause and remember the night you came into this world…Dad speeding down bumpy back streets, Bad Bad Leroy Brown blaring through the car, me holding onto the dash board huffing and screeching through 2 minute apart contractions just wondering if you are going to be spit-out right there in the foot-well. It was great and exhilarating and oh so very scary.

And now…and now you are six.

At six, you are filled with so much energy it comes spilling out of every pour.
At six, you are a leader.
At six, you know compassion and caring for others.
At six, you are silly as the day is long.
At six, you crave knowledge.
At six, you love Star Wars and soccer and coloring monsters.
At six, if things get hard you many times would rather stop.
At six, you requested pasta with broccoli and goat cheese for your special birthday meal.
At six, you love to nit-pick your little sister and you can’t stop hugging your little brother.
At six, you are still figuring out just how far you can push us.
At six, you are as big as many eight year olds.
At six, you love it all and you are happy.

My dear amazing son, may your sixth year be filled with everything you dream of.

I love you, Happy Birthday.

Mom

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