Noah, you're a big boy now. You tell me every morning when you wake up that Today I Am Four! Except you've been four for two weeks now but I don't tell you that. I let you tell me that you are newly four and newly big because, in truth, I don't want you to be big. I want to keep you small for always. But I know time is unkind and I won't get my way.
You accomplished so much this past year. One day last October you tossed aside those silly diapers and declared yourself ready for the potty. This past April you handed me your beloved DeDe (taggie blanket) and told me you were a big boy and didn't need it anymore. Then you promptly broke into tears when I actually took it and put it away for good. But you knew you didn't need it. You loved that DeDe with every cell in your small body but you also knew it was time to let it go. You did it with a grace and maturity unexpected of a three year old. You also stopped sucking your finger which was cause for much jubilation. You earned that visit to the toy store one hundred and ten percent.
The doctor proclaimed you perfect at today's exam, but we already knew that. You're my best boy, my four year old buddy, and the sweetest big brother a little girl could ever have.
We love you to the moon and back, sweet boy. Happy Fourth Birthday.
3 comments:
Happy birthday sweet Noah. I can't believe all these babies of ours keep growing up. It'll never compute, I don't think.
Good job, Noah!! Reading is awesome. Happy belated birthday.
(I love the pictures of the two kids.)
We haven't seen that kid since he was at least three. It's been far too long. Must get something on the calendar now! =) Happy happy, Noah!!!
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