Happy birthday, Andrew!

I am going to back date a bunch of posts from this weekend, for those of you crazy enough to want to read it. I have to admit...it was very nice to have a vacation from blogging. ;)

Now, onto today's post. My baby...my very first baby...is 4 years old today. -sigh- Sometimes I feel like he is all grown up. I know this isn't true, because he doesn't yet stink or have body hair...but all the things he can do. Except dress himself. Seriously, shouldn't he be able to do this by now? At least put on socks? Pants? I understand buttons and zippers are tough, but just pulling a pair of sweatpants up? Really?

No, no, I shouldn't complain here on his birthday post. He is much more deserving than that. After his behavior this weekend, I am in awe of him. He is so patient and well-behaved and funny and social and weird and loving and funny (did I say that already?). On alternating days I am so stinkin' proud of him I almost can't stand it. I think of the baby he once was, and I honestly like him better now. His personality is...indescribable. You just have to get to know him to discover how special he is.

I feel very blessed to have had Andrew with me for 4 years now. He drives me crazy some of the time, but most of the he makes me laugh and amazes me. At his birthday party, his Aunt Kate asked him if he could write. He proceeded to write his name. WHAT???? I knew he knew how to spell his name, but I had NO IDEA he knew how to write letters. Never thought to ask him to try...I just assumed that was way beyond his abilities. Shame on me. I should know by now never to underestimate this boy.

So, Happy Birthday, Andrew! I'm so looking forward to the 4's!