Henry turned five today. Just a few days ago I looked at him playing in the living room and he suddenly looked so old to me. My baby boy is now just a boy. Sniff.
I have to say, though, that I'm pleased to see his behavior is mellowing out compared to a year ago. When he turned four he (apparently) had a burst of testosterone that led to scary fits of aggression. He still he has the occasional outburst, but he's learning to manage his frustrations, apologize when he acts badly and even show appreciation sometimes.
Lately he's been calling people the "best in the universe" -- as in, "You're my best Mom in the universe." It warms my heart. I'm so happy he's my son.
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