Grey Turns Four
My sweet boy.
Raising you has been the most beautiful, exciting, adventurous, tiring (haha), God-filled adventure of our lives. You are the most amazing little man I would have ever hoped to know and I get to be your mom.
You are modest.
You always have to have a shirt and shorts or pants on at all times. Even when we are home and I tell you it's totally cool if kids chill in no shirt. You won't have it. And I find that charming and totally opposite of toddler life. You prefer buttoned, nice clothes to sporty attire and you love picking out your own outfits everyday now. Something I both super love but makes me a little sad at the same time.
You are funny.
You are the prankster, you love making us laugh. You want to learn jokes just to tell them to us. You make silly faces, and dance around and are just the cutest little goofball.
You are smart.
You blow me away with the concepts you continue to grasp. You've been a little smart cookie since infancy, but as you grow, it becomes more apparent to your dad and I and those around you just how special your little brain is. I am beyond thrilled to be your teacher and can't wait to see everything you become.
You are talented.
You have a knack for science like dad, and are falling in love with music like mama. You asked for a real piano and guitar and microphone for your birthday and you're starting to like to perform. You can oddly do some really good modern dance moves that we've never showed you. I love seeing all the little ways you're becoming you.
You are adorable.
Like, beyond. Your sweet face and your silly smiles melt me every, single, time. Your little voice and the way you still say a few words silly even though your vocabulary is so vast are things to hold onto and remind me you're not big quite yet. Like "fa-leter" for theatre.
You are loving.
You give the best hugs, just like your dad. Firm, like you mean it every time you hug us. You constantly tell me how you'll take care of me and your sister always, especially when dads not home. You sing your baby sister songs in my belly and tell us all throughout the day how much you love us. I can't get enough of you. My bestie.
You are strong.
You know what you want. Which gave us some struggles this year, haha, but we've seemed to work a lot of that out. Praise. You are a master negotiator and a go-getter, which will serve you so, so well later in life. You need to be a strong man to take on this world, and God's guidance and your leadership strength will get you far my love.
You love God.
Already you take time to pray (you pray for your dad out loud while he is at work and it melts me) - you always remind us to pray at dinner, you pray when you hear a siren go by and you always thank God for your family at night. You are a darling soul and I'm honored to be your mama.
Still one of the tallest toddlers around. I'm convinced you will be over 6 feet tall and you can carry me around when I'm a little old lady because you'll have a foot on me, haha. You are almost in a size 5 and I can't believe how much you've grown in every way this year.
Happy, Happy Birthday to my best friend, my sweetest son, my first born and my world. Mommy and daddy ADORE you and we hope, that even during a "quarantine birthday" you have the most magical and joyful day. We love you. You are four.
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