We threw a partay for the coolest 4 year old I happen to know on Saturday. I think its safe to say everyone had an absolute blast. It was a laid back kind of shindig with blow up bouncy thingies, one excited little man, and his favorite buds. As usual, he had too much cake, received too many presents, and had a little too much fun. (Only minor injuries were sustained.) Even Emerson warmed up to the idea of hanging with the big kids and was jumping with the best of them in the moonwalks at the end.
I still look at this sweet child and wonder where on earth the time really has gone. This amazing little blessing absolutely transformed my life at his arrival…and I’m beginning to feel an inkling of what my parents must have felt as they watched me grow. Aiden is the best thing that ever happened to me, and I am so proud of what a sweet little boy he is becoming. His personality has completely blossomed into such a fun loving, caring, and adventurous spirit. I see myself resolutely clawing at the hands of time, almost begging them to go back…to slow down…stop. And I suddenly realize I sound like every other parent on the face of the earth as they have experienced their own babies turn into children…and eventually leave childhood all together. I look forward to all the years yet to come, and all the ways Jamin and I are blessed, as we are able to watch him grow. Staying true to the overall theme of parenthood, it’s an absolutely petrifying experience. Might as well embrace it.