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The Boy Turns Four

Four years ago I was sitting in the hospital holding my new son. He was just a tiny new baby, only one day old. I will never forget hearing the doctor say, "You have a big, healthy boy!"

That was four years ago. Now he is a young boy, making me crazy and making me feel so much love all at the same time. He has grown in countless ways. Tested limits and done things that cause me to say, "What in the world would possess you to do such a thing?" He has an imagination and an orneriness that keeps me on my toes at all times. He has a zeal for life that I can not help but soak up. He is animated and loving. He is really just a lot of fun. Tiring, but fun.

I have pictures from my boy's fourth birthday. This year he had a Thomas cake. Mark baked the cake and made the icing for me. As well as "building" the cake. I decorated it. He has gotten so big.

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Happy Birthday my boy......my baby.....for now and always.

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karrie said…
Happy Birthday Davis! :-)


and yeah....FOUR years already?!??
5:54 PM
Judy said…
Oh, wow, 4 huh?

Guthrie hits 4 in about a month. And he wants Davis's cake!!! It's awesome.

My nephew had a birthday today - he turned 18. I don't know how that one happened - adulthood and stuff. They grow too fast.
7:12 PM
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