These are just a few of my favorite pictures of my sweet little man. As I'm sitting here, tearing up, I think about how quickly time has passed. His sweet little baby hands have lost the dimples and he's getting taller by the day. His vocabulary grows every minute and his mind is always going a thousand miles an hour. He is truly my greatest treasure.
So I'm sitting here typing all these things with him next to me. He crawls up to look at the pictures, burps, and tells me it smells like corndogs.
No amount of sentimental gushing can take away from the reality that he is a 4 year old boy.
My treasure burps, picks his nose, and whines.
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