At 4 years old…
I’m finding myself a bit shocked by the fact that you are 4. That the other day when you said to me, “next year when I turn 5” I almost corrected you and said, “no you won’t be 5 next year”. Because it seems like just yesterday you were 2.
You know what you like and what you don’t like, and you have no problem telling people.
You are caring and kind, which matters so much more to me than you will ever know.
You still love Mickey Mouse and your blanket and lots and lots of cuddles on the couch.
You have best friends and best buddies. I love when you come out of school and tell me, “my best buddy and I…”
You enjoy school and it makes me so happy to hear about your day.
I’m much more likely to trust my gut and my Mama instincts than I was a few years ago.
We but heads, not all the time but some days and I know it’s cause we are so much alike.
You are shy and cautious and careful.
You love routine and hate change. You like to watch the same shows, play with the same kids and visit the same places.
You play really well on your own which makes me really happy.
Your favorite toys are your stuffed animals and your play sets.
You are just starting to get into Legos, and my feet were not prepared for this.
You are intuitive and smart and we really have to watch what we say around you.
I remind myself regularly that little ears have big mouths.
I love teaching you knew things and watching you learn. You are quick to catch on.
You love to run up to me and give me “sneak hugs” and you remind me if you haven’t had enough hugs in one day.
Your best friends are Nick and Gabi, and they are friends not siblings which I have had to tell you.
You love Disney World but still haven’t grasped the concept that we can’t go anytime you want.
Your favorite rides this year were Small World and Buzz Lightyear.
You are so much more independent than last year but you still need my help. Which is something that I have to remind myself.
And you are also demanding, and I have to remind you to say please and ask nicely and to be patient.
I’m trying to be more patient but I don’t always succeed.
I love hearing you tell me about your day as we cuddle at bedtime.
You love to dance and sing and make up silly songs. I love when I catch you singing along to Disney Jr.
Your laughter is still my favorite sound and I love all the silly things that make you laugh.
And at 4 years old I wonder where that little baby went. I wonder if the next 4 years will go by as quickly as these last 4. I want time to slow down, for you to stay this little for just a bit longer. The days are long but the years are short. Happy 4th Birthday Jackson, I love you a bit more each day.