Did you know that four years ago I brought home my first baby?
I can't believe it either. He was 10 months old, quiet, and so melancholy. Pretty much the opposite of what he is today - so close to being FIVE.
First up...the park.
Second...a movie and the arcade.
Third...a special gift to commemorate the day.
This boy loves Mini Coopers for some reason.
And fourth...his favorite food in the whole wide world...Hamburgers at an "American Diner". There were even free refills on soda! (Although regretfully, none of us took advantage of it due to soda overdose at the movie theater.)
And last but not least...swimming! Sorry. No in-demand photos of us all in swimsuits. That's what happens when you only bust those babies out once every two years. (On a side note: I don't remember what tan lines look like, and sometimes that makes me sad.)
Somehow his favorite things have turned into my favorite things to do with him. It's funny how that happens when you have little people in your life.