5

Jonah turned 5 years old. It happened. As much as I wanted time to stand still, time kept moving. It made me think of the book my sister gave me for Christmas, Let Me Hold You Longer. That night before bed, I held Jonah longer, my hug was a little tighter, because I knew it was the last time I was going to hold my 4 year old son. And for the record, that book makes me cry every time I read it.

White teeth - check. Blue eyes - check. Dinosaur - ...I tried. T-Rex might resemble a crocodile a little bit, but that's OK. Jonah loved it and that's all that matters. Sean loved how it tasted, and that's all that matters to him. :)

Jonah had a good birthday. He got some new clothes, a lion, legos, Hot Wheels race tracks, a bubble wand to make bubbles bigger than him...but there was one gift that was his most favorite of all...

 

Here's a photo of his shadow while holding the special gift. Can you guess what it is?

Here's another little clue. And if you caught yourself saying a prayer for me. Thank you.

If you guessed a BB Gun, then you, my friend, are oh-so-right. He was happy when he opened it. I believe his exact words were..."A GUN!" and then later I believe he said, "I LOVE THIS BABY!"

 

OK, Jonah, give it a good crank.

 

Ready, aim, FIRE! Now do you see why I need prayer? I'm afraid he takes after me. I had my try at the gun and didn't hit the target once, and believe me, I was inching myself closer and closer to the silly thing. Jonah, apparently, didn't hit the target either.

I helped a boy out and told him to just close one eye and to look at where he was shooting. You know, just the basics of shooting.  Shooting 101.  He's so lucky to have me as his teacher. :)

 

He loves his baby and I love him.