My goodness, how is it that my Baby Michael turned 4 years old today? Easy labor. Angel baby. Not-so-bad toddler. I'll admit that the 3s have been a bit of a challenge, but it's been so wonderful to see Michael coming into his own. Michael loves animals, dinosaurs and monster trucks. He loves "sets" and things that are small. He loves games and sports. He has a massive and quirky vocabulary that includes a number of terms he has learned from playing Wii with his brother. Today, while playing stuffed animals, he asked Luke what they were "versing" (as in vs.-ing/battling) and wanted to know if they had all their "upgrades" or if they needed to "unlock" them and if they needed to change their "profiles." Michael counts to 100, does simple math and can pump on the swing--at least a year earlier than Luke. But, like Luke, he's had no interest in writing and is just now starting to write his name. He's enthusiastic and happy and quick to recover when sad or hurt. He asks for one of his many monkeys and in a few moments, I always here "I'm all better now." He's just a great kid!
1 comment:
Awesome, awesome post!!!!
Look how chubby his face was as a newborn!!!!
~Cheryl
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