Five was one of those years that seemed to fly by. I feel like you just turned five and now you're six? How did that happen? Even crazier for me to think about is that when we left home three and a half years ago, Elliott was still a toddler in diapers. And now he's six and [riding a bike](https://luxagraf.net/jrnl/2020/12/learning-to-ride-bike) and [backpacking](https://luxagraf.net/jrnl/2020/10/walking-north-carolina-woods). You'd be hard pressed to find a sweeter kid than Elliott. I know I am biased, but I keep waiting for him to turn into, well, a little boy. A little boy like I remember being, up to no good all the time. So far that just hasn't happened. He's the kindest, most thoughtful person I know. His sisters have no idea how lucky they are. Happy birthday Elliott. I have enjoyed the past year, strange though some of it has been, I have enjoyed it. I've enjoyed it with you.