Four

Only four years under his belt and yet he seems to rule our world. We call him our little "pet" and he gets whatever he wants. He brightens our house and he can get away with so much because he makes us laugh. Yes, he gets candy everytime we go to the store, yes he sleeps in the middle of mom and dad every night, yes he get's whatever he wants from his brothers. He is spoiled and he knows it. He is curious, smart and adventureous. This picture of him from top to bottom seems to say it all... We all agree that we cannot cut his hair because his big hair is who he is, so his big shaggy hair will stay for now. A dirty shirt usually worn inside out or backwards. His favorite pants (size 2T) because he said they are just "really comfy", I've tried throwing them away, but he always digs them out and pulls them back on. His velcro fastened "fast shoes" that smell like wet dog because he never wears socks. And last but certainly not least I can almost guarantee IF he has underwear on, it is on backwards because it just "feels better". But despite all these four year old isms we love him more than one could ever imagine. He learned to ride his bike today and we've had a hard time convicing him to get off and take a break. I love four year olds and he just happens to be my favorite.