Wednesday, September 16, 2009
As of today my house is void of toddlers.
Excuse me a minute while I collect myself.
My littlest is Four today. I capitalize the word because I feel it's deserving...at least in my little mind. See, Four seems like the end of all things babyish. All things toddler-y. Pretty soon his softness will be replaced with lean, wiry limbs like his brother's. And it'll all happen overnight.
Just like his first four years.
I have one of his baby pictures on my wallpaper and Pete wandered by and asked me whose baby it was.
His OWN baby.
Think four years is a long time?
I think it isn't. Not nearly long enough...
Happy Birthday, sweet. I want to pinch those cheeks forever.