Inigo, today, you are four. Yesterday you were only three, and now you are FOUR. Four is big and bold and messy and monstrous, and I can’t believe how much I love you, and the gentle, boisterous, tender and wild thing that you are. I love that you challenge me, and that you care for me, you surprise me and amaze me.

I can’t wait to see what the next year brings. And even though I am terrified about pre-school, I know you are ready, I know you will love it, and I know that a whole new world is about to open up to you, and I am going to have to learn to share you more and more with the world.



3 thoughts on “Four”

  1. Oh how I remember FOUR. I would give anything in the world to have my boys be 4, and to be able to live through 4 – 14 again.

    BIG love to Inigo, and even bigger love to you and Mark. Happy FOUR years of parenting! I can’t believe it’s four years since we saw you in Hornsby Hospital.



  2. Happy birthday Inigo. It did not seem like that long ago when you were just a little newborn and I visited your Mama in hospital. 4 is a great age and an exciting year. Pre-school will be fantastic, I am sure, and you will learn all sorts of things and have loads of fun. Happy 4th birthday, sweetheart!


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