Happy birthday, Jack!

Jack loves to jump into our arms when we least expect it. He did that to me one time when I was sitting on the floor and pretty much knocked me down. I told him, "You're so big, you bowled me over!" Something about that phrase struck his fancy. Now every time he hugs me, he tries to make me fall over so that I say it to him.

I'm so exhausted from our weekend of fun and parties, but I didn't want the day to go by without marking the occasion. My sweet Jack is four years old today. He was so excited to turn four. He's been talking about his birthday for months. I've had a countdown on my phone for more than 100 days. The first thing he told me when he saw me this morning was, "I will be four years old in zero days!"

I'll write more about our celebrations later - I'm still recovering and trying to dig our house out from beneath the rubble. But the weekend was filled with family, friends, fun, food, tricks, treats, and toys. What more could a big boy and his proud parents possibly ask for?

I keep saying that I can't believe how fast time is flying, but really, I can't see how it is possible that I have a four-year-old. He is so big. I am bowled over.

Happy birthday, Jack-Jack! We love you!