My little baby will be four years old in just three short weeks. Time has flown by so fast I can't even believe it. It brings me to tears to think about the wonderful little person he is. I love him beyond words, beyond anything really. This stage in his life is just the coolest. Of course I always say that, but it really truly is right now. His imagination is in high gear. Everything is about unreal things, monsters, leprechauns, trolls, and new exciting things. It's impossible for me to remember what's it's like to be his age, and that makes me sad. It's hard for me to even imagine what it's like, but it must be so amazing. Seeing his eyes light up when his breath makes condensation on a window, or watching him put his hand on his chest and wonderment crosses his face and he begins to smile and giggle because he feels his heart beat. His own personal motor I told him. Just like a tractor engine. He'll hold a complex conversations between him and unknown imaginary playmates, or he'll talk to his toys as if they have their own personalities. It's so awesome to watch and never fails to bring a smile to my face. I think it's one of the most wonderful experiences of having a child. I get to experience the wonderment of growing up and discovering the world again through his eyes. So here's to magical thinking. May none of us ever lose it, and may those who have......find it again.