5 is so NOT a baby

Today is Goober's 5th birthday. He's the first of his pre school class to turn 5 and he is just SO proud. I, on the other hand, am a wreck. He's my youngest, my last, and he's definitely no baby anymore. There will be tears shed today by me.

I dropped him at school this morning, 18 Spiderman cupcakes in hand. Tonight we'll have a party at my parents and we'll continue the weekend as an all out birthday extravaganza, parties all over the place! Pictures will follow.

But for now? A Goober montage.

This is the first picture we ever took of him with our own camera. It's actually a camera phone picture from The Man's phone at the time. He stayed in that Boppy for a good two months as it seemed to be the only place he'd sleep.

Here he is at his first visit to the park where he really got to play. He loved the swing. The wind in his face thrilled him!

One he was on his feet we were in for trouble. As a mom we're always encouraging our babies to take those first steps. What are we thinking?

Goober has always had such an animated personality. He's a comedian and has been trying to get us all to laugh since he could first laugh himself.

When he was about three we couldn't EVER go to a restaurant without him hiding under the table. He loved to go down there when we weren't paying close enough attention and pop out to surprise us.

Always inventive, always entertaining.

He has no problems making new friends, adults, kids, animals, whatever. He's the first to introduce himself in any situation and has no fear at all of anyone. If his outgoing personality keeps up, Goober is sure to go places. Goober for President, 2040! He's gonna change the world. :)