My big boy will turn four tomorrow, though we’ve kind of told him he turned four today, because we want to have his brother’s birthday tomorrow, instead of on Sunday when it should be, because we have a ballet rehearsal and Sunday and well, our life is complicated like that! So in honour of my four (but not really quite yet) year old, here are some things I know about my Big Boy.
My big boy is tall and still very very very blonde, but his curls are all gone.
My big boy is a crazy mix of wonderfully lovely and wildly difficult.
My big boy says his best friends are Zoe and Izzy, but his big bestest friend is Willow.
My boy hates to be kissed, but loves to let me kiss him so he can wipe them off while I pretend to get cranky!
My big boy still has a thing about arms and will seek out a bare elbow to rub if one is available.
My big boy loves green.
My big boy likes Barbies. He has a boy one called Mint.
My big boy loves Star Wars. He likes Yoda best, because he’s green.
My big boy is going to be a chef when he grows up. He is going to have a restaurant called ‘Rainbow’ and only cook food that his mum makes and food that is yummy.
My big boy didn’t say a word till he was nearly two and a half, now he speaks beautifully.
My big boy has been known to say such phrases as “Go away, you person! ” and “f*$%ing, Shit, Bugger!”
My big boy is frightened of dogs.
My big boy howls when things don’t go his way.
I know that my big boy is four years old, but it still seems like only yesterday that we were waiting and waiting and waiting for his arrival.
Happy Birthday Morgan Muski Butterfly Marshmallow Poop Face Car….
Playing along with Yay For Home’s Things I Know link up