In September 2004, my wife came in from the bathroom and announced to all of us sitting in the living room that she was pregnant. Fast-forward to today, and my son is turning 5 years old.
It’s been a wild 5 years so far, and he’ll probably even live another 5 years before I kill him for one thing or another. Have a happy birthday, son, and I hope you enjoy your new bike! 🙂