four.

this boy.  this boy.

all tucked in as a three year old for the last time.  well, for the last night.  because, i'm sure that i tucked him in at least 14 more times after this.

he woke up before the sun.  crying.  i went in to check on him thinking that he was scared or sick.  nope.  he was crying because i decorated his door with blue and red balloons.  he wanted blue and green.  geez!  i went back to bed.

he got over that and enjoyed his cinnamon roll birthday breakfast!

after many more meltdowns about sandwiches and shoes and such.  we made it to school.  i think (aka: hope) that he was just so excited about his birthday that he didn't know how to handle all those emotions.  i'm praying desperately that this is not what four looks like.  after an uneventful school day, we celebrated some more.  he was very excited about his ninja turtle tent!!!

he picked chuck e cheese for his birthday dinner.  it has pizza and games and prizes.  so, there is really no other choice.

yep.  that face sums it all up.

carter man, we love you!

we really do!

trust.