An Emotional Farewell to Three

As I tucked Evan into bed tonight, I was overwhelmed with emotion. Our little three year old will be four tomorrow! Four just sounds so much older than three.

Evan and I talked about many of the great things he has done and experienced in his life thus far, and how many more are yet to come. We talked about how often we get to see our family, despite the distances between us, and how much that means to all. We talked about how fortunate we are to have traveled as much as we have, and how thankful we are to have so many wonderful friends. He is a bright little guy and he had a lot to say at the tender young age of almost-four.

We talked and talked, and of course... I cried through most of it. At one point, Evan asked, "Mommy, can you make those tears stop falling out of your eyes?"

Later in the conversation, he asked, "Mommy, when I am four, will I still live with you and Daddy? (pause for reassurance) Will I still live with you when I am 100?"

Before I said "je t'aime" and turned off the light, our bedtime ritual, I asked him one final question:

Ani: Hey, Evan. Will you still love us and cuddle us when you are four?
Evan: I will love you for all the years.

We love you for all the years, too, little peanut.
Happy birthday eve.