Yesterday, my super special guy turned four. Four! Four seems big. Four seems closer to "little boy" than to "baby" or even "toddler." He's a kid now.
We had a pretty marvelous day, punctuated by his favorite things (cinnamon toast, brownies, Scooby Doo, his new Leapster 2). It was busy and fun, just like Oscar.
I remain eternally grateful for this kid. He's smart, witty, funny. And that's at four! I could get all mushy now, recalling Oscar's birth, how I caught him, delivered him into my own hands, how that moment forever changed everything, how in that moment I knew that being his mom was the most important thing I would ever do. I can still remember the way he felt, warm and slimy and like home.
Happy fourth birthday, Oscar Dominic. I'm so honored to be your mom. I love you, buddy.