HAPPY
FIFTH
BIRTHDAY
TO CHARLES!
Charles opens presents at his party
My favorite conversation of the day with Charles:
Dad: Charles, you say you’re five years old?
Charles: Yes!
Dad: When did that happen? When I went to sleep last night, you were a four year old boy. When I woke up you were a five year old boy. Did I miss something?
Charles: [in a lecturing tone] You need to get up earlier.
Charles got many presents. Mimi sent up quite a stash of goodies. She also put a rubber snake in to frighten Charles. Charles, however, consumed with the ecstatic joy of opening presents, never even noticed. I had to point it out to him later, at which point he yanked it out of the way so he could open the box and get the stuff inside.