Dear Noble,
You'll be six tomorrow. Before that happens I want to remember this five-ness you've perfected. You're in kindergarten, and as we walk to school in the morning you'll be talking and thinking and making wild connections from door to door. This past year you have had many many emotions, given a great many more speeches, (some aggressive) and broken a lot of eggs. I assume you're breaking eggs in the grass for fun. Are you doing magick? I love you and I'm very tired now, here's some favorites. (Baby August for scale).
Love,
Mom
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