I realize it’s a month late. That is a great depiction of our summer sweet boy.
You turned four and I hung balloons and wrapped streamers around your chair and even attempted a Paw Patrol cake, because I can’t think of anything I’d rather do with my time than shower you with mementos of how special you are to us.
Four. I can’t even stand it. Four is no longer baby or toddler or even really little. Four is so BIG ! (I know I’ll look back at this when you’re 10 and laugh a little).
You are sweet and wild. You have the most sensitive spirit underneath all those boy wiggles and climbing tricks. You worry about other kids when they’re hurt, you pay DUTIFULLY close attention to Jax when water or bugs are nearby, and you rub my back and tell me I’m your best girl.
This summer when we spent some time in Big Bear, we went for a walk on a dock one day. Jax was squirming and screaming, wanting to get down and walk. So I let him, following along very closely. You did NOT like this. You ran next to him yelling at me, begging, pleading, crying. You kept saying, “pick him up!! I don’t want him to fall in the water.” You were so worried, so serious, so precious.
Brandon is afraid you got this worrying from me, but secretly I think it’s wonderful and I hope you always watch out for your brother like that.
With the sweet age of four also comes a lot of big boy anger and frustration and boredom and we’re learning to navigate those waters together, sometimes well and sometimes not. You make me a little crazy and then I’m not patient enough or calm enough. We’ll get it down though, won’t we? As Natalie Grant says, “You’ll have a seat to the front row of everything I don’t know.” But we’ll do great things you and me, love. I’m not too worried.
You make us laugh with the crazy things you say, you have a devotion to your shows, you love getting new books from the library, and you still like your quiet toy play time. Your sass makes me laugh most of the time, but I really try and hide it. Your current favorite is:
Me: “Kelton, I said no.”
You: “You said no, daddy said no, Jax said ahhhh, and I said yes.” Defiant stare-down.
You made me a mama and you light up my heart every single day. I can’t wait for the adventures this next year will hold. May it be a year of laughter, adventure, wildness, kindness, and love.
You are my shining star and my best big boy.