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My Five Year Old

Posted on July 12, 2010

‘Five’ sounds so…  old.

Kindergarten.

Losing baby teeth.

Those are things I associate with ‘Five’.  I’m not ready for my forever-baby-boy to be Five.

But, as of today, he is.

Jacob- at the dawn of Five:

• is obsessed with Star Wars.
• is still a ‘builder’- pipes, Legos, nuts and bolts, hammers and nails- these are his favorite toys.
• pronounces ’saw’ as “sawl”, ‘theatre’ as “fee-uh-ter”, ‘together’ as “togedder”, and gets all tongue tied trying to say ‘vanilla’= “balinna, ba-lin-na, baaalinna… Oh forget it!”
• begins most sentences with the phrase, “I tell you what…” or “I tell you one thing”.
• can carry on complex conversations with himself (shamelessly) when undisturbed.  (Me: “What are you doing, Jacob?”  Him: “I’m talking to myself about Clone Troopers! Gah”)
• if given a choice, would sleep in the bed with his moma every night.  He sneaks into my room at some point during the night 4 out of 5 nights. 
• tries to make ‘deals’ with people about everything.  “I tell you what, you let me get that new Lego Star Wars set and I’ll give you ten-eighty-thousand kisses!”; “I tell you one thing, I’ll let you give me a popsicle if you turn on Phineas and Ferrrrrrrr!”
• makes up silly jokes and tells them to everyone.  “Why did the air conditioner cross the road?… I don’t know!  hahahahahahahaHaha!”
• hoards things: tags from Star Wars toys, rocks from around the house, sticks from trees we recently had chopped down, dollars!, popsicle sticks, random junk he finds…
• still wants to marry his moma , but keeps several “grilfriends” on the side- Casey from Pizza Shack and red-bikini-clad lifeguard-girl from the Country Club are his top girls right now.    “But I’m still gonna marry YOU, mom.  Just don’t tell them that!”
• has a ridiculous amount of energy.  Wiggle. Worm.
• ’shows off’ around other people.
• is planning on being the ‘Camille Police’- responsible for “making sure Molly doesn’t try to cover up Camille’s face with blankets or I’ll have to put her in handcuffs and throw her in jail!”
• loves his moma, his sister, his daddy, and the rest of his family.
• is SO LOVED.

From this:

To this:

The Real Jacob:

Happy Birthday, my sweet baby boy!