So my baby boy turned 4 a couple of days ago. It was very bittersweet. I am so thankful of the things he can do on his own now, yet sad that he is growing more and more independent. I love his great sense of humor and how he loves to dance around and make people laugh, but sad that he hardly sits still anymore for me to cradle him in my arms like when he was a baby. I love seeing him learn new things, things about God and life and how he beams from ear to ear when you tell him how proud you are of him. I just wish I would have stored more of those moments of him as a baby in my heart and mind.But.... after hearing a lady speak today at my ladies Bible study about how her little boy had died when he was 5 or 6, it just made me that much more thankful for every moment I have, with both of my kids. And encouraged me to not take them for granted. They are happy, independent, often challenging, but healthy, and beautiful kids!
Here are some pictures of his birthday....We went bowling with a couple of friends and then came back and had pizza and dirt cake. He would keep saying "Mom! guess how old I am!" And before I could even answer he would say "4" in this excited and almost amazed tone of voice. It was really cute!
Happy Birthday Nathan!
