Stephen is Four!

My big boy turned four today!  It amazes me how time has flown.  Here he is as a newborn:

 

He is such a smart, funny, good little guy.  He picks up on the littlest things – we can’t fool him anymore.  This kid has a mind like a steel trap.  He remembers things from well over a year ago.  Example: we were out running and he was begging me to sing the broccoli song.  Huh?  I am thinking, then somewhere in the very faintest recesses of my memory I can remember singing a silly song I made up about broccoli one night while we were waiting in the car for Scott one night.  Who knows how long ago that was?? 

 

Stephen is a horribly picky eater but he does like fruit.  “Like” is a total understatement – if I let him, he would eat only fruit.  One morning I woke up to find this on my kitchen table:

He was rather hungry that day since he refused dinner the night before.  But still, three apples, right down to the core???

Stephen is a great brother to Boston and sometimes I will turn around and catch them in a sweet hug.

Tonight,  Stephen came and sat on my lap.  He let me hold him and cuddled with me for several minutes.  I just sat and enjoyed him, thinking about how in a few years he would have no interest in sitting on his Mommy’s lap.  So my plan is to soak it up while I can.  He might be a great big boy of four, who has lost all of his baby fat and can ride his “big boy bike, ” but he can’t fool me!  He is still my baby underneath it all.  :)  I love you Stephen!