I have gotten to spend a little extra time with my sweet sweaty six year old this week. We have had some lunch dates without his #1 fans. He has talked to me with no interruptions and I have actually been able to listen with no interruptions. He is goofy and dorky and inquisitive and a big fat lover of life and all things except vegetables. He still curls up to me and twirls my hair when I let him and always says 'I love you mom.' Six years old is the best age yet. It just keeps getting better ya'll.