Now's the time where I start pinching myself, because surely, I'm dreaming. I can't have already lived with this tiny human for 4 full years now, right? Nope, still awake.
Jack, my love, my firstborn, my big boy. I love you. I love your tenderheartedness, your love of people, animals, and all things squishy. I love seeing the person you're growing up to be. I even love your whining, your screaming, and your tiny temper tantrums.
However, I wish the whining would stop. Anytime would be nice.
I watched the transition from 3 to 4 over the last few months. I must say, 3 was not the best age for us. You were stubborn, emotional, and you pushed boundaries like no one's business. In about mid March, it was like a switch was flipped and you became...awesome. You began listening better, communicating better, you were helpful. You used please and thank you and bless you without being prompted. Your speech has cleared up and while you may need a bit help with some articulation, you're mostly understandable.
The world is a scary place, but you're fearless. We just got back from Disney World (reason why this is a few days late) and you went on the big kid rides. Even though you're only 39", we snuck you onto Big Thunder Mountain Railroad, Star Tours, and you cried when we told you that you were too small for Everest. Next time, buddy, I promise! You love roller coasters. I think you enjoyed them especially because it was something you could do and Nina was absolutely not allowed to do with mom and dad. It was a special time for you.
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| Buzz Lightyear's Space Ranger Spin |
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| Meeting Chip and Dale |
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| Meeting Minnie Mouse |
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| Meeting Minnie Magnifique |
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| Dancing with Olaf |






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