Goodness, child

Dear William: Weren't we JUST celebrating the fact that you had come into this world? Apparently, we've celebrated it four times now.

And this time you're imagining what your delightful little world could hold for the fifth year.

 

A year full of Indiana Jones-like adventures, perhaps? Or a couple of sisters eager to play tag with you for hours around the dining room table? Maybe a diet subsisting purely of frosting and ice cream is what you're wishing for here.

 

Life, what is it but a dream?