Elijah's my third son, and the one that was hardest to name. I distinctly remember when he was born, how he looked wise and serene, full of wisdom beyond his years. I think of him as an old man in a young boy's body, since his perspective on life, since he is quick with good humor and witty remarks. I love this boy, and its been an adjustment not to have him as my sidekick this year once he entered kindergarten. This year he turned five, and his request was simple-a treat brought to school, and an ice cream cake. Oh to be five, and happy with such simple things. Happy birthday Elijah, we love you!