I’m sorry. I forgot you’re four.
Dear Boo -
I don’t know whether it’s because you’re bigger than any four-year-old I know, or if it’s because you’re so smart, or if I just haven’t hung out with enough small children over the years, but I owe you an apology.
I’m sorry. I forgot you’re four.
- Quit stalling and go to bed.
- Where is the “off button” for your whining?
- Why are you barking/meowing at me?
- Can you to sit in a chair without throwing the cushion on the floor?
I’m sorry. I forgot you’re four.
- It’s 108 degrees outside! Why are you wearing jeans and a sweatshirt?
- Can you wait just a minute?
- Toilet paper is not poison ivy.
- Please sit in a dining room chair without rocking it.
I’m sorry. I forgot you’re four.
- How can you hold a marker for 30 seconds and manage to get it all over your dress and skin?
- Fruit chewies are not a food group.
- Don’t take a toy away from your brother without giving him something else.
- Can we listen to something other than this?
I’m sorry. I forgot you’re four.
- Oh my God, you can write your name.
- You made me a Mother’s Day card and wrote my name.
- Somehow, you’re known as the “easy kid” at school.
- Unbuckling your car seat and opening your car door is a breeze.
I can’t believe you’re only four.
- You can brush your teeth really well.
- I love to hear you sing Linkin Park from the back seat and you argue with me about the lyrics to Fall out Boy songs.
- Your brother lights up every time he sees you.
- Ace of Cakes is “awesome!”
I can’t believe you’re only four.
- You clear your dishes and set the table (when you want to).
- The difference between turtles and tortoises is as obvious as day and night.
- You can read about 50 words.
- Any time I think I’ve put something out of reach, you stack beanbags, toyboxes, and Elmo chairs precariously to get it.
I can’t believe you’re only four.
- I was away from you and your brother this weekend for just over 48 hours. I never thought I could miss you guys so much.
- You seemed ready to trade me for the day mommy, who was apparently much more fun.
- I swear you grew two inches while I was away and learned a thousand new words.
Will you please stop for a minute? I need to enjoy four for awhile.
Love the post as much as I love her…..give my little Boo I smooch from me and one from LW.
This is a great post! Four is such a great age:)
Wow, I have an almost 4 year old and I could so relate to this. Thanks for the post.
Duff is my lover.
Seriously, four year olds turn sixteen someday, and you will be beating the hormonally charged teenage boys off Boo with a stick.
Enjoy the four as long as you can.
Er, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.
PS: I’m Brazilian. My country has the “honor” of producing Xuxa. I’m really sorry about that.
Time flies, especially when it comes to our kids — but isn’t it a fun ride… she’s darling. Fab post!
Cajun Vegan: Really? You’d trade a fat bass-playing baker in a rat-filled city for Boog? He’s funny and all, but Boog makes better mo-HEE-toes. Don’t worry, I’m ordering Homer a shotgun for Boo’s 16th birthday.
Eliezer: Don’t worry about Xuxa. Remember, we made Cheech into what is now - apparently a school bus driver. I think our sins are far worse.
absolutely wonderful! i love the way this is written. i hope your daughter reads this someday!
They have us fooled don’t they?
And the greatest irony is that when they grow up, they will constantly be telling us not to treat them like they’re still four.
I LOVE IT!!!! Welcome to my world, I get barked at or meowed at at least once a day. I’m not more fun… am I? I’m going to miss them, especially when Boo seems to amaze me everyday with something new.