It has happened, it is here. My "4 in July" year old is finally 4. I don't know who was more excited, him or I.
It takes my breath away to think he will be five next year. I even got him to agree to not get any older but I doubt he can hold up his end of the bargain.
I will never forget the day these beautiful eyes first looked at me like he had always known me.
I am so proud of the little boy he has become. I love his imagination and his compassion for others, especially his little brother. I love the natural leader his is and the self confidence he has.
If I could, I would freeze him at this age. Nothing beat picking him up after lunch to take him to the gift shop and the cafe for a soda and an ice cream. One on one time is sparse so I cherish every moment. The best part was he did not want to sit in a chair by himself in the cafe, he wanted to sit in my lap (I know I will miss that).
He teaches me to be a better person everyday and I never knew my heart could go walking around outside my body. He gave me the hardest and the most rewarding job and I couldn't do it without him.
Happy Birthday Sweetheart! I love you!