Last week, Zander and I were talking about something, and when he realized he was mistaken, he said, “Oh.  My bad.” 

Last night, when Zander went to bed, we discussed how, when he woke up, he would be 5 years old.

“And what will downstairs look like?”

I wasn’t going to decorate until Saturday, but I realized that he was hopeful that he would wake up to a decorated dining room.

So.  I stayed up until 2 AM, making and placing decorations.

i woke up this morning to a gasp,  and a “Whoaaaaa” and a gleeful sound from Zander.  Totally worth it.
This morning, I asked Zevan to go on the potty.  He replied, “Okay mom!  I *always* do what you tell me to do.”     yeah, right.

Today we took Zander to the Rocky Mountain Dinosaur Resource Center for his birthday. I can’t believe my baby is 5 years old!