FOUR is birthday parties, sandboxes, sand and nerf guns. Spiderman, snuggling, giggling, and hugging. Climbing, joking, splashing and telling jokes that make no sense but are funny anyway.
Four is learning to like green beans (two days in a row!!), and wanting to learn to climb a tree. Training wheels, running races, and Hotwheels.
Four is idolizing your dad and gaining independence and toughing out school without your “Raggy” because you think you’re big enough now to make it without him. Happy meal toys, playing with the big kids, and becoming one of the big kids yourself.
Four is not wanting to go to sleep because you’ll miss something, Wii, Playstation and Leapster. Sounding out your letters and snuggling in so mom and dad can read to you. Tee-ball, football and asking if someone can come over to play.
Four is incredibly dirty. It is rocks in your cubby and in your pockets and in your shoes. It is proud of your accomplishments and happy when Mommy comes to pick you up from school. Sharing your cupcakes even though you want to keep them all to yourself.
Four is about as close to magic as we’ll ever see. Happy Fourth Birthday, Sweet Woob! Thank you for bringing dirt and Spiderman and laughter and magic into our lives every day!