Heartbreaker

So my little guy turns 4 tomorrow. I'm feeling all kinds of reflective (what else is new!), and I kept telling him that today was the last day he'd be 3. And that 4 years ago today was my last day of work and how Papa took me out to lunch. And that he was born the next day.

Those 4 years have flown by. I'll try to get on here and post his 4 years in pictures, but here's a preview of what he looks like now.








Where did my little guy go? You know, the one who was just learning how to say, "Mama." The one who comes running to me and gives me great, big hugs and strokes my hair when he has a bad dream? Who is this handsome young man? *sniff, sniff* Enjoy your last day as a 3 year old. Life flies by way too fast, little one.