So today is his big 0-5. We went to IHOP for breakfast and he cleaned his plate and drank two glasses of chocolate milk. Put him in the Jeep and up it comes! He had to ride home in his underwear. He cried and said "I didn't want to puke on my birthday!" Then he comes to me a little bit ago with a bloody big toe, the storm door had shut on his toe and ripped off half of his toe nail. He said "being 5 sucks".
He's only been 5 for half a day and already it's a tough road. Poor guy!
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