My first born turned 4 today and my heart is tight with emotion. Once a chubby, curly haired babe, is now a skinny, bony preschooler. Crazy to see how fast time really goes by when you see it on your own children. It’s really the saddest most sweetest experience ever. Although I mourn his baby years, I’m also so excited for what the future holds for this little boy. Because that’s truly what he is still. Little. Right now he loves his family time so much, almost too much. He still comes up to me asking for hugs, and wants nothing more than to cuddle and play toys. He loves dessert and Target and holding hands as he falls asleep, and peeking at his lunch after I pack it. The other night I got Walker down for bed earlier than usual and was able to run a bath for Jace all by himself. I sat by the tub like I always do and started playing with his spaceship toys. He looked at me and said, “you’re going to play with me”? In that moment I realized I don’t have enough one on one time with my first anymore. All the hustle and bustle of the every day and wrangling Walker in and out of the bath usually at the same time, I guess I don’t play one on one as much as I used to with Jace. And you know what, he deserves some alone time, where he feels like the only child again. Or at least alone time with me! Thanks for helping me see that my darling. Well, happy birthday to our Jace Face, our sweetheart. Your heart is going to move mountains, I just know it.