Five

I'm not sure how it happened, but somehow my baby has turned five years old. Five. I'm pretty sure there has been a rupture in the space-time continuum, because there is no way five whole years could have elapsed from this:

 to this:

Man, I am lucky to have this kid in my life. I'm not sure how I deserved the awesomeness that is Nolan, but somehow I won the lottery.

He totally cracks me up. "Mom," he said, "take a picture of me like THIS!"

"And THIS!"

"And THIS!"

He is hilarious, brilliant, quirky, and fun. I'm so glad I get to be his mom.