four year old

March 13, 2018  •  Leave a Comment

My middle baby is no longer a baby. He officially turned 4. Gone are the dimples in his hands. Gone are the chubby cheeks. In its place is dirt, grime, silly smiles and fart noises. I thought that didn't happen until much later? But nope, it starts at 4. Hooray! This little guy...his birth story is so fitting for how he goes through life. He just-goes. He is full speed all the time. Just a non stop chatter box of energy. He is in a preschool class and loves his teachers and his friends. He loves Maui from Moana and sings along. He loves his matchbox cars and Mr. Tebby bear. He still wants to snuggle but he doesn't want me to pick out his clothes anymore. So many times now he doesn't match and that is okay. 

He makes me laugh and tests my patience as much as he can. But he still needs me to read him stories and needs mommy kisses at night. 

 


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