ub is 4 years old today. I can hardly believe it in a way. We looked at some newborn pictures of him last night and it seems both so far behind us and yet so very close. He is just so big and so talkative and bossy and loud and silly and funny and sweet and sassy and about a million other things I never imagined when I was pregnant. It's funny, you know, when you are pregnant and you spend hours wondering who the baby is inside of you and yet you know somehow. I knew who he was before I even meet him. And, yet, he has turned out so much more wonderful than that despite our frustrating moments. I love him so very much and I am in awe of this person we have created. My beautiful sweet four year old boy.