Camden woke me up at 6:00 this morning. I thought that was far too early to get up on the first day of summer vacation, and told him so. I think my exact words were something like, "Cammmmmm... go back to beddddddddddddd. It's still nightttttttttttt..." (I was really tired.)
But then I got a shot of well-deserved mommy-guilt when Cam said in his sweetest little voice, "But Mommy, why didn't you sing Happy Birthday to me?"
Oops. So I rallied everything I had in me and sang to my now-five-year-old. He was so happy. That big grin was totally worth the early morning. I think.
Happy Birthday Cammo-Man! I love you!
And I agree, you most definitely are taller this morning.