Corbin's Fifth Birthday

Corbin turned five on November 7.  In some ways five years is a long time:  Time enough to wake up with a restless baby upwards of  three times per night for more than 600 nights; time enough to buy endless diapers & wipes, time enough to listen to a baby scream during every single car trip for an entire year.  In other ways, five years isn't quite enough time:  Not enough time to keep a child close; to teach the gospel; to hear a genuine child's laugh; to foster a sense of self strong enough to weather the world for another ninety years.  It's not enough time to sit close and read together, to watch a child form first letters and numbers, or to listen to a gazillion sincere questions asked with a child's innocence and excitement. 

 

Five years is too many years to capture with the written word.

 

We celebrated his birthday two or three ways:  At home, where he (hurriedly) opened a few books and a dart gun before we read scriptures; at school, where he got to be the Birthday Boy for two days in a row (his teachers felt really bad when they realized we were having his treats the day after his birthday, so they made his crown on the 7th); and at church, where we (hurriedly) went outside at 7:15, lit his candles, and ate his cake before shipping Taylor to seminary and Jared to his meeting.  And there were birthday cards from 3 different sets of grandparents on three different days.  Not a bad deal at all. 

 

Remember Sylvester and the Magic Pebble?

 

 

With Miss Piere (Pieahhce) and Coleman, Gracelyn, Braelynn, and Jason.

 

 

With Mrs. Thompson and Milo, Daethon, Heather, Mason, and Annalieze.

 

 

The birthday boy himself.