Benjamin turned six today and I could spend a good deal of time writing about how I can’t believe it and how fast the six years has gone, etc., etc., etc. I won’t, mostly because I already covered that when he turned five (I swear, I wrote this title before I went back and looked at what I titled it last year), and it is pretty much the same set of emotions. However, I do have a cute (and very short) story.
When we got in the car after I picked them up from daycare today, I noticed Matthew taking a very close and long look at Ben. After a moment or two, Matthew says, “Benjamin still looks five to me!”
Of course, they set up an argument between the two of them with Benjamin insulted and Matthew defending his opinion all while I sat in the drivers seat laughing.