Birthday Boy

Four years ago I gave birth to my first child. A beautiful baby boy. I labored naturally for 23 hours. The doctor said "Not many people could have done that naturally" when I was done. It was crazy and exciting and the last four years have been nothing less than that. He is a Mama's boy for sure. He loves to be snuggled. He is all boy! He loves super heroes, cowboys, trains, cars, bikes, dogs and dirt. He is a full energy, bumped, bruised boy. He is long, lean, loud and full of laughter. He is the tallest boy in his class. He can throw down a tantrum like no other. He is silly and constantly puts us into fits of laughter. He is smart and serious and focused and driven..but not always in the direction we are trying to point him in. We often redirect, and we also often learn from him....his interests come from his own accord...and he surprises us with them. He is shy but friendly. He is excited to share his toys and play along with other kids. He loves capes, rainboots, pajamas, hats and masks. He loves costumes. His favorite foods are banana bread and grapes. He still comes into our bed at least once a night. He loves his sisters and even though he sometimes torments Bluebird, he never forgets to hug her first thing in the morning, when he gets home from school and before bed. He says phrases like "sounds kind of spooky". "woopsie daisy", "talk about trashy" (anytme he sees garbage on street, "I am the hero", "I am NOT the bad guy", "Mommy is cross...no Mommy is happy", "Mom, you got to drive carefully", "if we be real quiet Mommy, maybe the dragons won't see us". Yes, quite the imagination. He likes to "sleep with my mom". He started calling me "Mom" just in the past few weeks...and it makes me a bit sad. "Mom" is what big boys say...and he is my baby.
My Boy! FOUR YEARS OLD! Happy Birthday! I love you.


















Boy had three parties..one in Oregon with our family there, one at our house with family and friends, and another at his school. Here are some pictures of the parties: