He turns four tomorrow. Four. Too big, I've said for months. Four is much too big. Not a toddler anymore. Barely a preschooler. A kid. With stretching limbs and vocabulary and dreams.
We spent a long time together yesterday afternoon. It's his last day of school today. He's sad. He doesn't want to leave the "threeyearowds class". He doesn't want to leave Ms. Lisa. She won't be in the "fouryearowds class." It worries him. He adores Ms. Lisa. He can't imagine liking school without her in it.
"She'll miss me" he says. "She'll miss me cause she wuvs me."
And it's so beautiful. His love. His wide eyes. His tiny world. And sitting with my mischievous, sensitive, big-hearted boy, suddenly four doesn't feel so big.
It feels kind of...perfect.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
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7 comments:
beautiful photo, beautiful kid!
happy birthday, big boy!
Four was a good year. You'll like it, I think.
Ohhh, sweet little man. But I don't know if there's anything more dear in the whole world than a nice four year old boy.
Why do they have to grow up sometimes. Four is too big, I wish we could stop before we get there. Happy Birthday.
I love that photo. Happy Birthday, Ben.
What the heck? Tell me it was just yesterday when I came to your house and you were walking around in labor with Ben! I still remember our trip to see you in the hospital like it just happened last week. Four years-WOW!
Ooooh, what a sweet little guy you have! That's a lovely photo..
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