So, I attended a reunion party for my madrigal group from high school. It was a fantastically good time! In the process of telling old friends about my life, I realized that Logan will be 5 in February. Now it may not seem like a big deal, but 5 is a BIG deal! It's much older than 4, which is still little and sweet. 5 year olds go to school. They have friends I've never met, and talk to adults I'm not familiar with. 5 quickly turns into 6 which is mouthy and oppinionated. And while I am having a panic attack about this birthday, I think about my sweet little boy and envision the kid he will inevitably become. And then I picture him as a teenager, and even older, becoming a daddy himself.  And I start to feel very old. But then my little boy runs up the stairs all excited to tell me about the latest episode of story book factory, which is his favorite cartoon right now. And I calm down a little, and remind myself that he's still only 4. He won't be 5 until February, and even then he'll only be 5. I still have years of driving him to birthday parties, and soccer games and tee ball. And he still calls me Mommy, and needs me to help him tie his shoes. And I still have work to do, so that when he is a teenager he'll love school and be nice to his sisters, and when he does become a daddy he will be the very best. No, my little boy is not grown yet, and 5 isn't that much older than 4. And Logan is going to LOVE kindergarten. :)