four

dutch’s 4th birthday is this weekend and he has been talking about it for months. months. what he wants to do for his birthday, the party he wants to have, all the toys he needs and then there’s this new thing…pointing to every daggone number 4 he can find.

in the mc’donald’s drive-thru: “mommy, see that four right there?”

driving down the road: “mommy, there’s a four!!”

house searching: “mommy, there’s another four!!!”

on the remote there’s a four. on the car radio there’s a four. on my cell phone there’s a four. on tv. the clock. microwave.

apparently four’s are everydaggonewhere and i can’t escape them.

he’s excited about this whole new age.

i’m a little sappy about it.

because after all, he’s my baby and he’s growing up too daggone fast. soon he’ll be off to college and dating some chick that he wants to marry…one that i probably won’t like.

i asked him this morning if he could slow this growing up thing down a bit and he said he would.