Five

Our family has a five year old now! 

On his birthday, Gabe woke up and came down the stairs and whispered in awe, "I turned five!" like it was a magical process that happened overnight.

He opened his Geotrax airport, opened a box of 5T clothes, went to school, played at an indoor trampoline place,  ate dinner at Chuck-a-Rama (his choice), and ate cake.

The day before we let his five favorite neighborhood friends over to play their hearts out--little boy style! Aaaand the day after we had grandparents over for cake, ice cream,  and presents--a couple more contributions to our new Geotrax. Whew!

At five, his favorite color is blue, he still loves trains, his favorite food is alfredo, and his favorite thing to do is ride his bike. 

This kid is still very smart. He can read books to us and picks up on store names and street signs when we drive. He's figuring out adding (with his fingers) and counting by two's, etc. 

Gabe's had quite the autism month--the holidays with so many gatherings and excitement make it a long month, and I seem to forget that until it's already happening. But unbelievably, his preschool teachers say that he's doing so well that me makes a better peer than the model peers in class. 

After his birthday was done, his thought process moved on to looking forward to turning six, going to kindergarten, and maybe losing some baby teeth. Whoa down, 'migo.