Friday, January 23, 2015

Four

Sprout turns four on Sunday.

Holy wow.

Four.

Four years of perpetual motion and noise, curiosity, fearlessness, determination, spunk, sass, mess, laughter, cuddles, kisses, peanut butter and honey sandwiches, fevers, tears, laundry, teaching, wonder, delight, crayons, paint, clay, mud, puddles, bubble baths, stories,  songs, and tucking in.

This time four years ago I was extremely uncomfortable, hoping she would come out on her own, packing a bag for the hospital, and playing Wii Resort (the flying part) with Someone and Bird.  I was ready, as ready as one ever is for a baby-shaped force of nature.

Four.

Happy birthday, kid.  I wonder what the next year will bring...

1 comment:

Tell me about it!