on turning 4

This week is busy busy with activities.  Halloween festivities.....working, teaching, and preparing for Jarrett's 4th birthday party.  As I design and cut things out, I can't help but think to myself, "How can he be almost 4?"  Then tears well up in my eyes and that lump gets in my throat.

4.

Four years of heart-melting moments.....

the first time I saw his little face...
when he grabbed my little finger for the first time....
swaddling him as my baby burrito...
placing his tiny hand on my face....
the smell of his hair after bath time....
the first time he got his groove on to music....
the countless, "I love you's"....
the giggles.....
the stories...
asking, "how's your day, Momma?"...
kisses....
hugs....
"I wanna hold you"....
"momma's kisses are too important!"....
the video "auntie" sent me of him asking Jesus into his heart.....
the smiles....
the bed time "make me a story"....
the flirty eyes when he wants something.....and sometimes when he doesn't.....

.....this little boy has my heart.

I still call him my baby....he corrects me that he is a "big boy"....

but he will always be my baby.  my love.  my son.

with love,
Tammy