Look Who's Four

Ian, you're four years old. Your father and I will need some time to get use to that fact. It still seems like yesterday you were born.

In honor of your fourth birthday, I write four things I adore about you:

• You still need to hold something soft when having a big drink of something, whether it be milk, juice, or water. Usually, you hold the bottom hem of your t-shirt, it's always there for you.
• Most of your playtime is spent redesigning your train track and making up stories as you push your engines and train cars along.
• You love an opportunity to cut things up with scissors. You spent a great deal of your birthday party time cutting out the details of your crown. You also love to cut things out of magazines, especially cars and trucks, and possible toys you may get for special events like your birthday and Christmas. Somehow, we've lucked out, and you've only cut your hair once.
• You are a collector. You are currently trying to get all available diecast characters from the movie Cars. You are also trying to get all engines, train cars, train sets, and other miscellaneous characters from the wooden Thomas railway. The mini brochures that come with the packaging of said products are wrinkled and torn from hours of you perusing what you still need.

Little man, we love you.