Saturday, May 7, 2011

Sniff Sniff...

It's not fair.  This can't be happening.

My baby is four tomorrow.

No, no Mommy!

I'm scared.  He used to be so little and helpless.  He used to be sniffy and wimpy, just like a baby should be.
Now he's tough and handsome.
Just like his Daddy.

I can't believe it.  All you Moms of cute little guys, take care.  Before long, he'll turn four.  Next thing I know,
he'll be fourteen.  Sniff, sniff, sniff...

But no matter if you're four or fourteen or forty, you'll always be
My Baby.

Happy Birthday, Little Guy!!!



  1. Happy Birthday Big Boy!!!! Now you're four, next will be Kindergarden, then driving, college, marriage . . . Oh, my before you know it, you'll be calling Mommy, "Granny". Enjoy the birthday!

  2. You're making it worse!