A little sentimental tonight as we are on the brink of our baby boy turning FOUR on Tuesday.
newborn
one month:
two months:
three months:
6 months:
9 months:
One year old...
Two years old...
Three years old...
And now, he's four...
So much I could say but really the pictures speak his story. Xavier has always had a very strong personality. He's stubborn and bull headed and loving and snuggling. He's dirty and his glasses are always smudged. He's busy and thinks he knows it all. He can run any electronic device you throw at him, he's strong and his big sister relies on his muscles. He's trustworthy, independent, yet cautious. He's proud of himself when he is brave and greets each day with enthusiasm. He loves school, he loves church, he loves his family, he loves life. He's quick with a hug and equally quick with a stomping foot. He's silly and ornery and all things boy. He's a daredevil and he's opinionated. He loves all things with wheels, especially motorcycles, four-wheelers, and fire trucks. He's mind is a steel trap and he doesn't forget things.
My son, we love you. Happy big FOUR big boy. We're proud of who you are and glad to call you ours. We'll ever be grateful God sent you to us.
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