When he was little he would say “sits” with a major lisp. He meant “six”. It must have been his favorite number because whenever you asked him how old he was that was the number he’d say. He was three.
Now? Today? He turns 6 for real. I’m not sure how this can be. He is my Happy Surprise and he came into this world with a smile on his face. He finds the humor in everything and smiles all the time.
Since three, he’s taken 1 year of speech therapy and addressed much of his lisping issues. So now he says, “Six.” And so he is. Happy birthday, buddy! I love you so much I’ll never stop!