It hardly seems possible.
That this little baby...
That this little baby...
...has somehow grown into this big boy...
And even though he continues to remind me that "kids grow up, Mom," it doesn't really stop me from feeling just the eensiest bit sad. They warned me to make careful mental notes of baby-dom, as they would simply fly by in the blink of an eye. But I don't think any new mom really believes that their babies will one day be four years old and reciting the Pledge of Allegiance or sticking up for the North Koreans during the Olympics or touting the merits of cooking with real cream.
And when I say "any new mom," what I mean to say is, "Me."
Four is going to be fantastic. I can feel it.
Happy birthday, birthday boy.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, IAN!!! I cannot believe how big he is!!!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday Ian!!!! (we sure would love to meet you one day!)
ReplyDeleteHe's such a big kid!! Sorry we missed you guys yesterday, maybe we can skype later tonight or this week??
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday Ian! I can't believe he's 4. Wow.
ReplyDeleteThose pictures tell the tale. Wow.
ReplyDeleteWhat a cute burrito he was, and now he is almost ...lanky! Yes..FOUR...let me just say, savor that , because it can feel like...well, let me just say, sharing kids with their school day is a whole new phase. ENJOY FOUR!
Ah! This is the day! I couldn't remember whether Ian was born the day I met Mark or the day of our first date. First date it is. Happy belated birthday to Ian!
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