My boy is four…..

Hard to believe that four years ago today, my life changed in a way that I will forever praise my Lord!

Bradley Andrew entered our lives and they have not ever been the same.

I am aware more with him that time is passing at a fast pace and that these are the days we will miss.

Maybe it is because he is the youngest or maybe it is because he is boy, but I am so tender to the lasts that we are experiencing this time around.

The thing about the lasts is that you never know when one will happen, so I am trying to be more attentive and aware of all the things my kids are doing that will one day, pass.  I want to remember what he was like at this age, so here is a brief snapshot.

So, Bradley, the four year old in a few words or phrases….

big

rough

forever making crashing, car sounds

loud

has the deepest voice I have ever heard for a four year old

loves to play outside

loves to play cars

loves to play wii

extremely competitive and has been known to throw himself on the floor and cry many tears over losing

is funny in a dry, I don’t even know I am being funny, kind of way

ADORES his sisters or as he call them, “my girls.”

but sometimes, he doesn’t care for them that much as evidenced by the wrestling moves he attempts on them

a fantastic eater….broccoli and carrots are always eaten first

does not like loud noises

especially if accompanied in the dark

which is interesting because he is all boy- but has extreme fears about small things….like a hamster

insists on saying goodbye to his family with hugs AND KISSES…..and has been known to cry if this does not happen…so precious

is forever telling his mommy that he loves her and gives very tight hugs when he says it

usually wants to be comforted by mommy but wants to wrestle and play with daddy

speaks to strangers everywhere we go and easily makes new friends

says the sweetest prayers…..

Bradley, you bring joy to my soul. I cannot wait to see how God uses your unique personality and gifts for His Glory.  I am so thankful to be your mommy.

May your fifth year be your best….