Zak turned 6 yesterday so we celbrate Christmas in the morning and birthday in the evening. I don't know wether to be pleased or offended that he didn't want to open any more presents at that point. Phillip made some delicious tempura shrimp and veggies along with teriaky (sp?) steak. Pictures to come ... here is a poem by A.A. Milne that just seems to fit!
When I was One,
I had just begun.
When I was Two,
I was nearly new.
When I was Three,
I was hardly Me.
When I was Four,
I was not much more.
When I was Five,
I was just alive.
But now I am Six, I'm as clever as clever.
So I think I'll be six now for ever and ever.
-from Now We Are Six by A.A. Milne
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