Me: T is FOUR!!!

I can't hardly believe our little guy is 4. Seems like it wasn't all that long ago that we were bringing him home from the hospital. I remember Cliff putting him in our Honda Accord and driving home to Creswell. We felt like we were driving in a tin can. I think the fastest we drove on I-5 was only 45mph. We were so worried about anything happening to this little precious boy God had blessed us with. I think it was only 2 weeks later that we bought a Dodge Durango. Needed something bigger, better to protect our gift.

Seeing as it feels like it wasn't that long ago, you'll understand how strange it is to have a four year old who is picking out his birthday cake, telling me exactly what colors he wants the balloons and then telling me that he wants it to say, "Happy Birthday T.G." and nothing else. He's so grown up that it freaks me out!

We got T a bike for his birthday. Cliff and I have been excited abou this for months just knowning that Trevor would be thrilled to come downstairs and find a BIKE! Boy were we let down. We called him downstairs to take him into the garage to see the bike by saying, "Hey T, do you want to see your birthday present from Mommy & Daddy?" We were met with an answer that we least expected, "No thanks." We pried and pried, trying to figure out why he didn't want our present. He said he just wanted cake, we could take the presents back, he just wants cake. Talk about bursting Cliff & I's bubble. Eventually we convinced him to see his present (hours and hours later) and hte rode it up the street once. It's been in the garage ever since. So maybe we were too early for the bike? I doubt it. I think that once it's HIS idea to ride the bike, he'll be super excited about it. I hope...