My Little Baby. . .
Is Turning Four. . .
Today!
I cannot fathom the fact the my youngest is no longer a baby nor a toddler. He is a big boy. Four years old. I don't know where the time has gone. The years are moving too quickly. I want things to slow down. . even though I know they won't. There is just something so bittersweet about your last baby growing up.
You are such a fun, loving, smart and football loving boy. In fact, I think these pictures are the last ones without your football shirt on. Since the Patriots started playing you have worn your Tom Brady shirt every day. No joke! I love that you love football and can't wait to play like your big brother.
I love your enthusiasm for life. I love that you like to try all types of food I make, unlike your siblings. I love your hugs and the fact that you tell me every time your off to preschool that you are going to miss me. I love everything about you Ryland. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Thanks you for being my little boy!
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