Mr. Ethan is four. I can't believe it really. We had his birthday party on Saturday and he loved it. This morning was his doctor appointment and he's 34 pounds and 38 inches now. They checked his eyes & ears too. He was bored with the eye check before we were finished and he wouldn't really talk anymore. He passed both but will probably do better next year. They said that 4 year olds don't always cooperate, and then they just do the check at the 5 year appointment. He also got his booster shots, and he was not at all happy about it. He wailed, and then as soon as Mary (Dr. B's nurse) left the room, he told me "Momma, I really don't like that." This progressed to "Momma, Mary shouldn't do that" by the time we were in the car. He's still talking about how much his legs hurt and that he needs to be careful. I feel so guilty, but I know it's for the best.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
I really can't believe that our baby is about to be 4 years old. It seems like yesterday that we were bringing him home from the hospital. All tiny & cuddly. He's such a big boy now. He wants to do everything for himself and is really helpful with Evan, when he isn't being a bratty big brother anyway. He's super sweet too. Every night when I leave for work he has to have a hug and kiss... and make sure that daddy gets one too. And ever since Granny was here because of Hurricane Ike, he tells me to watch out for the storm. Everyday! Don't get me wrong, he has his days... but he's really such a good boy, and I love him (& Evan) more than I ever imagined, but then who wouldn't. The pic is from Sunday. I took him to get his hair cut before his party this weekend and they spiked his hair up. The goofy grin is because they gave him a sucker & he chomped it up so quick that it was stuck in all his molars & he was enjoying that his teeth were sticking if he bit down. Here's a new one of Evan as well. He got a haircut this week also, but I just did it at home.