Happy 4th Birthday, My Little Man!!

(Brandon’s Puppy is down for the moment, and as such, I will be invading Babalu for just a bit. Brace yourselves for excessive cuteness ahead)

My little boy turns 4 today.
I remember the first time we saw him. That is the moment when reality hit: We’ve created a little being and he’s growing inside me at this very moment. There is no greater, scarier feeling. Except for when that little being is born. That feeling intensifies ten-fold.
It’s amazing to watch this beautiful little boy grown from a tiny little infant to the independent little boy he has become. In the blink of an eye, our little man turned One, then Two, then Three. Today he’s Four. Four! What happened to my baby?!
I can do nothing to stop the time from passing, but I know that I can cherish every moment he is learning, growing, loving, caring, playing, exploring, and smiling.

Happy birthday my gordo. I love you! I hope that someday you can experience as a parent the magic, wonder, excitement and endless unconditional love you have brought to our lives.

While we try to teach our children all about life,
Our children teach us what life is all about.
~Angela Schwindt

15 thoughts on “Happy 4th Birthday, My Little Man!!”

  1. Amanda,

    Thanks for sharing. What a handsome young man … God Bless him! Happy Celebration!

    I wish you well 🙂 Melek

    “If you want your children to turn out well, spend twice as much time with them and half as much money on them.”

  2. Val, I can tell you are treasuring every precious moment. Be sure you do, my youngest “little man” will be 46 next month. Talk about “turn around and you’re a grown man!” It is way too true. I guess that is one reason I read the blogs, most of you are the age of my children or younger, and I miss them very much. HAPPY BIRTHDAY to your Little Man.

  3. Happy B’day, little one. This is a popular day for birthdays:

    My daughter turns 13, today. It doesn’t seem that long ago that she was just a little baby.

    My “baby” sister turns 36, today.

    As the commercial says, life comes at you fast.

  4. Happy Birthday Brandolini!!!! I can’t believe how time flies, it feels like it was only yesterday that your Mommy shared the wonderful news with us that you were coming. I feel very blessed to have been chosen as your Nina and I could not be any more proud of you. You have brought such joy and wonder into our lives. I can’t wait for the years to come. We love you very much! Happy Birthday!
    Nina, Tio, Mikey & Maxx

  5. Amanda, when he’s six, you’ll say, “6 year olds are the cutest,” and then when he’s 7 you’ll say, “no, I was wrong; 7 year olds are the cutest,” and so on.

    Happy Birthday kiddo!

  6. This poem, by Coventry Patmore, is one that all parents should take to heart:

    The Toys

    My little Son, who look’d from thoughtful eyes
    And moved and spoke in quiet grown-up wise,
    Having my law the seventh time disobey’d,
    I struck him, and dismiss’d
    With hard words and unkiss’d,
    —His Mother, who was patient, being dead.
    Then, fearing lest his grief should hinder sleep,
    I visited his bed,
    But found him slumbering deep,
    With darken’d eyelids, and their lashes yet
    From his late sobbing wet.
    And I, with moan,
    Kissing away his tears, left others of my own;
    For, on a table drawn beside his head,
    He had put, within his reach,
    A box of counters and a red-vein’d stone,
    A piece of glass abraded by the beach,
    And six or seven shells,
    A bottle with bluebells,
    And two French copper coins, ranged there with careful art,
    To comfort his sad heart.
    So when that night I pray’d
    To God, I wept, and said:
    Ah, when at last we lie with tranced breath,
    Not vexing Thee in death,
    And Thou rememberest of what toys
    We made our joys,
    How weakly understood
    Thy great commanded good,
    Then, fatherly not less
    Than I whom Thou hast moulded from the clay,
    Thou’lt leave Thy wrath, and say,
    “I will be sorry for their childishness.”

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