Eli is 4!!!

I am the mother of a 4 year old boy! That is crazy! 4 years ago at this time I was in the hospital staring at Eli. I know because that's pretty much all I did for like 3 weeks after he was born. I actually get kind of sad after his birthday because it makes me wish that he'd stay my little boy forever and makes me wish that I had another baby too. I remember after I had him just loving him so fiercely and I still do feel that way. It can be overpowering.

Anyway Eli had a really fun birthday. Our tradition on birthdays is that we wake the birthday person up with donuts and chocolate milk. (Tradition is a term used loosely in that Eli and Stewart get this treatment and if I buy my own donuts and chocolate milk and kick Stewart out of bed to go get them I get it too.) Well, because Stewart had to work so early we woke poor little Eli up at like 6:30.


Later that day we went to the zoo with Valerie, Avery, and Holland. Then Eli took a nap and then his grandparents and uncles came over to see him. Eli got to open some neat presents and he had a really great time. Word to the wise: don't cook a whopper in the middle of a cupcake AND if you ask your 4 year old what he wants for a birthday dinner it might be mac & cheese with hot dogs cut up in it.


This morning Eli woke up and started playing with his toys and was kind of laying in the middle of all these gifts. He started to giggle and I said "why are you giggling?" and he said: "I'm so glad it was my birthday."

All in all it was a very fun day for Eli. He is the sweetest little boy and I'm so happy that he's mine.