Our boy turned four today. I can't believe it. I look at him now and he's so tall and big and capable and I just stand in awe at how fast time has gone by.
James has lived the good life for four years.
As an infant he had Daddy and me all to himself. His days were spent at home with me reading books, playing games, and attending all the mommy/child activities the city had to offer. In the evenings he had his Daddy to play with. They would play chase, read books, take walks and play "bed monster" all through the night.
His introverted self came alive at home and we delighted in his love of being independent and his love of learning new things.
He has been loved. . .
By many people. . .
And in just four short years this child has really learned to love. Since he was 10 months old he has loved Doggy with all of his heart.
He has loved Aiyana and shared his little life and family with her so generously.
She was his playmate and friend. . .
She brought out his feminine side and taught him how to care for others. . .
She endured lots of tackle hugs that amazed us all because he is not affectionate, but give him a baby to love and he will shower her with kisses.
He spent his second year of life learning how to share, love, and ultimately let go of someone who you love.
I'm proud to say that my four year old can truly love.
He then spent his third year of life loving on his Charlie Baby and his Joy Girl. Joy was the first baby he got to care for. He learned compassion and gentleness with her and seemed to know even at a young age that love is worth giving even if it is only for a short while. He's always been so proud of his babies.
Another way that he has lived the good life is that he has had the same best friend since he was 12 months old. He and Remi have literally grown up together. Learning to eat, walk, run, play, learn and fight all while spending their days together.
We've watched their fat little round faces slowly fade to big boy faces over the years. . .
and now they spend their days reading, writing, running, and "camping".
They are the best of friends. They have the best of fights and the best of fun.
James has watched his family morph several different times and got the biggest blessing of his life this past July when his big brother Terrance moved in. In pure James style he dove right in to his new relationship with Terrance and loved his new role of being the little brother.
He's learned to play, he's learned to be silly, he's learned to wrestle, and he's learned to be the little guy. He's always been the big guy with all the other kids and now he gets to enjoy being the little guy.
So whether I like it or not, my son turned 4 today. He's changing and growing and I'm so happy that he's lived the life that he's lived. He's a lover, a brother, a son, a grandson, a nephew, and a friend. He's James Jeremiah and we love him!