Today my little bundle celebrated his 4th birthday. Recently we have been instructed that his name is Kolin and not bubba, ouch that really hurt. We just sort of say okay (wink,wink). It is hard to let go of the things that we would be more than happy to just remain the same.
your sense of adventure and energy...
your unwavering curiosity and endless questions...
your ice pop faces and deep belly laughs...
and most of all because your you and that is all we will ever want you to be.
Tonight I finished reading one of Kolin's favorite books Where the Wild Things Are. The first line in the book goes, "The night Max wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind and another." This line comes to life in our house in one way or another what seems to be every minute of the day. I finished the book, kissed him goodnight and the tears just welled up in my eyes. It was unexpected but I cannot imagine why. This happens to me at every birthday. Time seems to just creep up and take away my little man as each year goes by. The first picture in this post was exactly the one that flashed in my mind at that moment. Then the faucet was turned on. It still feels like yesterday.
Happy 4th Birthday Kolin! Although one day you will be bigger than us, you will always be our little bubba.
Oh my god, I just shed some tears, sarah...TT loves her Bubba.
ReplyDeleteI'm speechless...So sweet Momma!
ReplyDelete-Dianne