Four years ago today, I welcomed my 3rd son.
He says he is not 4 yet. He insists that he is not 4 until he gets to eat his cake. We will have his cake right after dinner. When he said he wasn't 4, I said, "That's cute." He adamantly replied, "I am NOT cute!"
This boy makes me smile constantly.
Here I am with him right before we left the hospital.
Here I am with him first thing this morning.
Here's my "sunshine" laying sweetly in his cradle.
Here's the little man that thinks it's not your birthday until you have your birthday cake.