Five is a pretty big number...

When they're first born you could sit and watch them for hours. Watch them breath, drool, snore… you name it. Then as they get a bit older you watch again in amazement at all the things they do - how quickly they learn, how fast they grow and wish it would all slow down. Then you have those days you thought would never end. When their will, determination and all other things you want to instil in them threaten your sanity and you long for those younger days. But then you come to realize the pleasure they give you - having real conversations, not goo-gaga kind of stuff but real talks. How they develop their own ideas and opinions as they get older. Make their own choices and you start to see glimpses of the kind of person they're going to grow up to be.

It has been five years now. Five years that Quincy has been a part of our lives (not including those many months in my belly). Five years we've watched him grow, learn, become the little man he is. Half a decade… it's a big one and to celebrate we had a party. Nine of his closest friends came over for a little bash and, having learned from last year's party, this year I sought out a bit of help. We found a magician and that magician was Ricky Magic. What could be more perfect for a child's birthday?

Not only was Ricky a great magician, he keep the interest of eleven 3-6 year olds for a full hour. Magic, puppets, songs, lots of interaction... I think maybe one of the kids got up quickly to use the bathroom during that hour - that's it. That alone speaks volumes! He was great - the kids had a blast and it's written all over their faces...

Thank you Ricky Magic for a great day   : )