Today is my baby’s 4th birth­day!  It’s hard to believe that 4 years ago, I was expe­ri­enc­ing my first hours of moth­er­hood and my first attempts at nurs­ing.  Look­ing back, it’s hard to remem­ber my life with­out him.  What did I do?  Oh, yeah.  I was a teacher.  That’s right.

As I am writ­ing this, I am strug­gling to get my words out.  I can­not even begin to put into words how much I love this kid.  He is funny, smart, adorable, and one of my favorite peo­ple in the world!

I am think­ing we may need to start a book of all the mem­o­rable things he has said to us:

• “Urine is our body’s waste.”
• “How did the oceans get salt in there?”
• “Mom, is it okay if we have a sister?”
• “How do babies come out of a mommy’s tummy?”  (Yes, we have had the begin­nings of THAT con­ver­sa­tion at not even 4 years of age.)
• “When I get a lit­tle big­ger, I can hold you some­times, too.”
• “I like my dia­pers.  I don’t enjoy underwear.”

Happy Birth­day, Sweetie!