You are almost 4 years old. I am in disbelief.
Some days it seems like you're already all grown up. Other moments feel like we have a long way to go.
I'm in no rush. As I sang to you last night (on repeat, three times, at your request), "I can hardly wait to see you come of age, but I guess we'll both just have to be patient."
We're definitely enjoying the ride and as we wrap up "being 3" it's amazing to see how far you've come.
You now dress yourself (sometimes commando, and sometimes with backwards underwear) and put on your own shoes.
You brush your own teeth (sometimes). You sing to your sister and kiss her goodnight. You know your letters and your planets. We're working on numbers.
You know who you are, and sometimes you know where you're going.
I asked you what you wanted to be when you grew up.
You might think Marine Biologist?
Or maybe Radio/Music Personality:
Perhaps an explorer:
Two days ago, the answer was "I get bigger and bigger. I be a GIANT!"
And yesterday, the answer was "Spiderman!"
I was sure "Batman" would be another career choice, but we'll have to see if that makes the short list:
No matter what you are when you grow up, though, I will never forget what you are now and when you were younger: you're head-strong, creative, loving, sensitive, funny, smart, protective (even over strangers! "You can't yell at him!" to the mother disciplining her son at the park).
You're a leader (who maybe just doesn't have any followers yet, besides Julia, who'd follow you anywhere). You've got a great mind for details, especially when it comes to stories. You're a great story teller (they all start our "Once upon ago, far far away.") You love costumes and role playing and using your imagination.
This is a great adventure we're on together- the adventure toward being a Grown up Giant!- and, I know it's cheesy, but since you told me that I was your one true love (you also told mommy this too), I feel like I can tell you: I'm so excited to be on this adventure with you, for as long as you'll have me.