Today this little turkey is six.

I still can't believe it. It doesn't seem like Mr. Maricucu and I have been at this parenting gig for 6 years. This little guy was born on a day like today late in the evening. I remember sitting in the hospital looking at Mr. Maricucu and wondering what the heck these hospital people were thinking, leaving us alone in a room, responsible for a baby!

In reaction to feeling less than prepared for this daunting task, I held him in my arms the whole time and stared at his little rock star lips while he slept.














He's become a big brother twice, learned to walk and talk (somehow hasn't stopped) and pretty much fills the house with an energy that can't be contained. He's inquisitive, amazing, imaginative, loving. Only six years yet it seems like this is the way we've always been, a family and parents to this wonderful little boy. We pray that God blesses you son.