Sassy Six

I don't remember what I was like when I was 6 years old really, except that on Halloween I was all dressed up and excited to go out and get candy, so excited that I ignored the screen door that was mostly glass and busted right through it, breaking it as I tried to make my grand exit to the street. Halloween and my carebear costume had lost its charm that year.

My baby (I know pathetic to still call him that) is 6 years old, he is cute, smart and comes with a ton of character. Last week he called me while I was still at work, wanting to know if I could hear the music in the background, asking me if I remember this song, as if it was from the 80's (it wasn't, it was 'Survivor' by Destiny's Child). He continued his conversation by asking me what the weather was going to be like tomorrow so that he could select what he would wear the following day.... "Does my 'Born to be cool' shirt match my blue shorts?".
He is six, and while I sometimes catch him playing his gameboy or with his cars... I wonder if he is too old for his age? Or if I still see him a lot younger than what he is. He hasn't gone thru a growth spurt yet and still has the adorable chubby cheeks he was born with, hasn't lost any teeth yet, and still wears a size 4 toddler in pants.
The adult manner in him comes out when he gets angry (a vein in his neck comes out and the fist clinch as he screams his frustration), he ignores you very quickly (definitely a man thing). and his hair has to be just like so. Wednesday it was spiked with gold colored gel. Today is 'drug free' day at school and the color red is to be worn to show participation in being drug free (lets hope he still is) So he needed to wear red, but not any red, a red shirt that would match the same tone of red as his shorts and since his shorts have a blue stripe down them a blue sharktooth necklace and spiked hair with bright blue hair gel in it would help accent it perfectly.
Like I said before, I don't remember much about being 6, but I am pretty sure I didn't care as much about my hair being combed let alone styled or what clothes I wore.
He is six, and I already feel old and out of date.