Birthdays

"The days are long, but the years are short." Somehow I know have a 6.5 year old, a 4 year old and a 1 year old. I feel like we were just at the hospital, just bringing a new baby home, bouncing and rocking a colicky infant for hours, dealing with 3 year old tantrums... and now they are a year older. In a blink... I am so grateful to get to watch them grow.

Oliver, I am so proud of you. You've had a wonderful year filled with so much growth. You love talking now, to people you know, and are so funny and you know it. You have been so brave with starting preschool and going back to church even though you've been scared to say goodbye to mommy and daddy. You've really taken an interest in reading and loooove Captian Underpants (much to my chagrin). Your scooter is your favorite outdoor activity and you love your sisters!! You are such a kind, sweet, caring, generous little (I mean big) boy and I can't wait to watch you grow... just please slow down a bit. 

Aliza, what a year it has been. Full of ups and downs. You have been our most challenging baby but you bring us such joy. You are adored by your brother and sister and you pretty much think that they are the greatest thing ever. You want to do everything that they do which has led to early, well pretty much everything. You walked at 10 months old and are now climbing everything! Nothing is safe. You love cheese, crackers and squeezie pouches. You are the only one that loves all of my casseroles. Your eyes are still blue and your hair just gets lighter and lighter. You are starting to get attached to a blankie but love any bag or purse you can find. You are always on the move but can also give a good hug and kiss and cuddle. We love you so, Miss Aliza Jane and can't wait to watch you grow.