Sentimental

O.K. I admit it. I'm sentimental. There, I said it. Tucking this guy in for the last time as a three year old last night, I kept thinking about how when I saw him in the morning he would be 4. I know it's only one day...not even that, but going from three to four seems like a big step to me. Now that he's 4, he'll be moving out of cradle roll Sabbath school and I won't be able to be in class with him anymore. I'll be finding one of my own again after nearly 6 years of training my babies in their class. And now that he's 4, he'll be starting school, when school starts in the fall. And he'll be joining Sis and I at school everyday. I hate that he's getting so big. And yet I love it at the same time. Here are a couple of shots from last night. How I will miss this little 3 year old sweetie.