My firstborn, my love, the one who made me a Mama.
What can I even say to you, for you, about you.
You amaze me. You astound me. You humble me. You. Are. A. Force. A force of nature.
You are so ALIVE. And so beautiful, you take my breath away.
Today you are four. FOUR!
Four seems like such a leap from three.
Three was still little; almost still a toddler & four - well, four is KID.
You run SO fast & jump SO high.
You choose your clothes & dress yourself. You like to play a game where I say I don't think you can get your clothes on by yourself & then you do. You never tire of this game.
You are climbing trees & on top of the play structure. You like to scare you Mama.
You are wicked-fast on your skuut & today me & Daddy gave you your first pedal bike. You & Daddy practiced all day today, and even though it was hard & you got frustrated, you kept wanting to try.
Your love is HUGE & your heart is so tender. You care very much.
The other day you yelled at Angel, when she stepped on a Roley-Poley bug: "That's not OK! Roley-Poley's are our friends!!!" Although at the time I asked you to use a softer voice & not yell in her face, I actually felt really proud of you for standing up for something you care(d) about in a righteous way.
I can tell your path may not always be easy, but it will always be yours. The strength of your conviction is strong - and that is a gift.
You wear dresses & you fight with swords.
You love unicorns & you turn everything into a gun. (which drives your Mama crazy!)
You love basketball & you're actually really good at it!
You memory is amazing - crazy-sharp!
You are my absolute greatest teacher & I bow to you every day.
There is no greater privilege in my life.
I love you, Trent Carlo - as big as the ocean & all the creatures in it, with none missing.
Love,
Mama
