Dear Youngest Child,

This past week, we celebrated your fourth birthday. It’s hard to believe it’s been four years, and at the same time it’s hard to remember a time when you weren’t part of our family. You were our “surprise” baby, but our family would not be complete without you.

Newborn Baby

You have grown up so much in the past year. You’re talking clearly and often; you’re thriving in preschool and church. You’ve made friends, all on your own, despite your tendency toward introversion. These things have always been harder for you than they were for your brother, and I am so proud of how much you’ve matured. You’re not a baby anymore. I can’t even get away with calling you a toddler. You are my big boy.

First Day of Preschool

You are also a stubborn boy. You are extremely particular — you want your food, your clothes, and your toys a certain way. And as much as these slightly OCD tendencies drive me crazy, I also appreciate that you are a person who knows what he wants. I also love your giving heart; you came home from birthday shopping with a gift for yourself and one for your brother. You sacrificed part of your present so that he could have something, too. I am so proud of you for that, and for every kindness you show to others.

Helen Wells Agency Family Photos

I also appreciate the passion you have for the things you love. Once again, your interests are very particular: Star Wars, China and the Terra Cotta Warriors, and the story of Moses, to name a few. When you love something, you really love it and want to know everything about it. Your attention to detail is impressive, and your excitement is contagious. I pray that passion never goes away.

Birthday Party!

My baby boy, I love you so much. You are my momma’s boy, always playing with my hair and wanting to cuddle. I am selfishly happy that we get one more year at home together after this one before you start kindergarten. You have learned so much in your four years on this earth, but you have taught me even more about love, compromise, determination, and faith. Some days you drive me crazy, but my favorite thing in the whole wide world is getting to be your (and your brother’s) mom.

I love you,


Mother's Day

Four Years Old:

Favorite Movie: Star Wars

Favorite Show: Doc McStuffins

Favorite Song: Doc McStuffins Theme

Favorite Color: Luke’s Lightsaber (aka green)

Favorite Food: Mac and Cheese

Best Friend: Davis

When I grow up, I want to be: the Emperor of China