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When?

When did you turn four? When did you become a boy not a toddler? When did you learn to speak using the words, "well" and "apparently"? When did you become a person with your own opinions and the ability to pick out your own clothes and get yourself dressed? When?

I remembered the day I had you like it was only moments ago. I remember what your daddy and I did before we went into the hospital; what we talked about and how I felt. I cherish my memories of snuggling with you every morning at 6:30am when you'd cry in your bassinet wanting to come into my bed. And now...now you are your own person.

As much as I want to cry at the thought of how quickly you are growing up, I absolutely love watching you grow and experiencing life with you. I love your smile and sweet giggles. Your belly life is the absolute best. You love to read and tell us all about Lego Star Wars or Batman or whatever your obsession is at the moment. I cherish the times that we just hang together when you nuzzle up against me. You still admire your daddy and love your brothers. You were made to have siblings. I sat downstairs this morning listening to you and Grady play upstairs together relishing in the sweet sound of brothers developing their great bond.

As another year passes and I question if I can remember all that occurred, I look ahead excited for what this next year will bring in your incredible life! And I will thank God for each and every moment I have with you!









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