Today my very littlest man turned 4.
My baby is no longer so much of a baby.
While I’m proud of him in every way, I also feel rather sad that he’s getting so big.
I cannot for the life of me fathom why some parents wish away these years, if I could I’d keep him this age forever.
I know I shouldn’t feel sad, he had an absolutely fantastic day and rightly so – you can’t redo birthdays can you? They happen only once a year!
What should really have been a nice quiet affair with only the family invited – Nainy, Taidy, cousins and Aunties – turned into something more befitting of Bear. Silliness and no volume control reined supreme!
I’m so pleased he enjoyed himself, now I’m off to join my boys in the land of nod. I am shattered! I couldn’t care less that it’s before 9pm haha.