5....FINALLY

You can refer to my post in April/May of 2009 regarding Calebs birthday to understand what a momentus occasion this is for us.

And of course he wouldn't be still long enough to take his picture.

The entire last year has been peppered with "I hate being 4."  and in the first half of the year, "Why can't I still be three?" and the second half of the year, "When can I be 5?  I hate four."

No, really.  I have never seen a kid have such distaste for his age, but he did.

Luckily we all survived, with only one broken bone, one mysterious disappearance and more funny comments than I can count. 

We're lucky to have him, I think we'll keep him.