Happy Birthday to Ren!
Today, at 7:30 A.M. my little man turns 4!
I can not believe he is actually 4 today.
You were 9 lbs. 1 oz. at birth.
You were born on a Sunday morning.
Uncle Sean walked into the room at the WRONG MOMENT!
You were the first boy born into our family.
You are named after your Daddy and share his initials.
You weighed the same at 1 year as you did at 5 months.
That made you a rolly, poly little guy!
You love anything Daddy does.
We had you hearing issue fixed.
I cried the first time you heard a bird chirp and pointed to it!
You became a BIG brother.
You adore anything to do with cars, trucks, and trains.
We moved into our house and you got your own room and new "big boy" bed.
You caught up with your peers in speech!
Daddy and I both cried when you said "I wuv you" for the first time, complete with huge hugs!
You look just like Papaw (even if everyone says you look like Daddy)
You are a smart little man!
You are *finally* potty trained!!!!!!
You're super excited about pre-school this fall.
You are loving the lawn mowers this year as well.
I ask you today what you wanted to be when you grow up.
Your answer was "I want to be a lawn mower guy OR a 'struction dude OR a race car driver"
My thoughts: Thank goodness you're only 4!
Happy, Happy Birthday Rennie!
I love you all the way to the moon!