Today you are 4 years old. I asked you yesterday, what I was going to do with you, getting so big and you said I could 'grow you down.' I wish I could buddy. I wish I could freeze you just the way you are. But each year I say that. But with each new year, you grow so much and become such a joy. Full of personality. A delight. If someone asked me who I wanted to be like when I grow up, besides GG, I'd say you.
You are unlike anything we could have ever dreamed. More than we could have ever dreamed. You are an answer to every single one of our prayers.
Speaking of daddy, I'm pretty sure you think he hung the moon. In years past, I could say that you felt that about me, but now that your older, you are definitely all about daddy. And, I dare to say he feels the same about you. Everything he ever wanted in a son, you are. You want to do anything he's doing. If the current hobby is duck hunting, you're all in. If it's baseball, you've got the pants, cleats, shirt, eye black. All of it.
You still love me, but I can see our relationship changing. The fun you go to daddy and the nurturing you come to me. You're protective of me as well. You don't want me to hurt or to be sad. You are quick to cuddle up as close as you can to me any time I sit down on the couch. You want my arm around you, you tell me it feels good. You are a tender soul. You've been a tender little soul since you were born. Always very in tune with my feelings. Always aware of the feelings of those around you.
You are so funny Easton. You keep us laughing all day long. You have the greatest personality and sense of humor. You are quick witted and sharp as a tack. You are loved by all who meet you. Family, friends & strangers.
You have taken the roll of Big Brother so well. Never once being jealous. Never once being ugly to your sister. Even though she has taken so much of our time an attention since her arrival, you smother her in your love nonetheless. You would kiss her and hold her all day if I'd let you. I pray you will always love her like that and protect her the way you do now.
As I put you to bed last night, I couldn't help but smile. Yes, its bittersweet how babies grow up, but you bring new fun, new life, new enjoyment each day. You promised me you'd always be my little boy. Even when you are "too tall to reach my face." And I'll remind you of what you said a few weeks ago, that you'd never get married either, because you want to live with me and daddy forever. I know that will change, but to know you think so highly of us now makes my heart soar.
I love you a bushel and a peck, Easton Garrett. You are my favorite little boy in the whole wide world. I can't wait to watch you be 4 years old. Happy Birthday buddy!
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