Dear E.W.E.,
Today, you’re 5! A hilarious, brilliant, willful five year
old.
You just started kindergarten. In the first week, you
learned about different jobs and shared things about yourself. You seemed
particularly excited about learning about meteorologists and telling us about
your cubby where you put your backpack.
You will likely always be the youngest in your class. I
think this is the perfect situation for you because that means you will always
be challenged by your classmates who are bigger. You’ll be so prideful, you
will consistently work hard to stay in pace with the kids around you. But, lord
knows, you’ll give them all a run for their money too.
You’re old enough now that we’ve spent some time alone
together. The last time I babysat, you were so excited that we would stay up
all night together! You also insisted that if you, ultimately, changed your
mind and went out with your Mama, that I could stay home and do the dishes.
We shared popcorn and watched The Boxtrolls and you explained every detail, so I wouldn’t be
confused. When that movie was over, you asked if I’d ever seen Ghostbusters. So we turned that on and
you swiftly fell asleep on my legs.
(We’ll save staying up all night for another time, I guess.)
I wish you all the best this year, that you face new
challenges head on, with your sharp mind and your wicked sense of humor, that
you make lots of memories with your friends and big family, that you know that
I am just one of the people who loves you so much and is here for you always.
Happy birthday!
Love,
Pretzel
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