4 Years, Little One

Dearest Luke, Little one, Another year gone by. The minutes passing turn into hours, and in turn days- if only it were possible to just slow things down for a bit. There does not seem to be enough time in each day to enjoy the joys of childhood unfolding right before my eyes. 

My sweet child, these last few months you have started to unfold in such a personality! You are silly, and funny, and absolutely busy! You say things with such comedic timing- I can't help but laugh. You love an audience, and are hardly shy, you are always the center of attention. 

You had such an amazing time at Disney this year, even more so than years past. It gave my heart so much joy to see such pure excitement at every little thing we did and say- it was amazing! 4 is definitely the best age.

This year you have taken in interest in super heroes- you insisted on being Thor for Halloween before you even knew who he was. And once you finally saw The Avengers, all was lost :) We now own every super hero (in multiple) that exists. You, of course, still love trains and cars and trucks and airplanes and dirt- just like a little boy. Though your newest favorite past time has been putting 'mail' in the mailbox. Or anything else you can get your hands on!

You  love playing doctor with your stuffed animals. You think fire trucks are amazing. You ask for hot dogs and bread and grapes every.single.day. You still refuse to color and draw and instead prefer roughhousing and jumping and climbing. Brianna is still your best friend in the world, besides Ben. You are so in love with your brother, your 'benjy-boo'. You antagonize him to no end, but you love him and look out for him too. You make sure daddy doesn't annoy him too much :)

I love when you look at me before bed and inquire, "Mommy, you sweep wif me?" And in the morning, instead of letting me get up, you tell me you want to snuggle just a little longer. 

You took up ice skating this past year. It was amazing to watch you improve so much at the start. You still have a lot to learn, but you love it so much. You want so bad to play hockey with the big boys, as you ask every time we see them. I'm so excited seeing you love the sport I love so much and hope you enjoy playing as much as I always have. 

Watching you grow up is nothing but joy and excitement at what each day brings. Somehow watching even just daily occurrences through a child's eyes is seeing everything new again, and making everything magical. 
But don't grow up too fast, little boy, stay small and keep looking at things like you do now, without the world's burdens weighing on you.
I love you to pieces.