When I Get Five

I remember when I was a kid that I would always be thinking about some big milestone birthday that was ahead of me. When I was seven, I just couldn't wait to be ten. When I was ten, I just couldn't wait to be thirteen. When I was thirteen, I just couldn't wait to be sixteen. When I was sixteen, I just couldn't wait to be eighteen. When I was eighteen, I just couldn't wait to be twenty-one.

Now, not so much, especially with my next birthday being the big 3-0!

Jackson, at only three years old is obsessed with being five. I'm always hearing:

"Mama, when I get five, I'm going to get on the school bus and go to kindergarten because I'll be five and I'll be a big boy and I can get on the bus and go fast to school because I'll be five!"

Or...

"Mama, when I get five, you can let me get on a pirate ship and go be a pirate in Never Land with Captain Hook, because I'll be a big boy and I can be a pirate then, but I'll only be a nice pirate except for when I'm being a mean pirate because I'll be five and I can get on a pirate ship!"

Or...

"Mama, when I get five, I'm going to fly to the North Pole and see Santa and live there for a whole year and I won't see Macy for a long, long time, but I'll be five. I'll be so big that I can go help Santa and then I'll come home because I'll be five and I will be big!

I'm thinking that when Jackson turns five Jeremy and I are going to have our hands full! With a school bus riding pirate who's nice except for when he's being mean that wants to go live at the North Pole for a year, it's sure to be an adventure around our house!