Happy Birthday, Ben!
You are five years old today! I never thought the time would pass so quickly!

I love watching you grow up. I love the way you bring me boardgames and say “Daddy, will you play with me?” I love the way you cheat at Go Fish so everybody gets a chance to share. I love that you now make up your own words to familiar tunes. I love that you chase Naomi down the hall and tickle her and hold her hand at school and comfort her when she’s sad. I love watching you pick out your comic book and ask to pay for it. I love watching you tango and flamenco and do that silly chicken dance you’ve been doing since you were three. I love that you’re independent and helpful, from insisting on opening car doors, turning keys in locks, taking food out of the microwave, cracking eggs to help Momma make pancake batter, picking your clothes and reading from your own handwritten grocery list. I love taking you out for ice cream. I love how you plan the activities for the day. I love how you play pirates and superheroes, but when I call you “Super-Ben” you answer “It’s me. Just Ben.”
That’s all the super you need.
love
daddy










