The B is Four

Today, Brennan is four.

At four, Brennan loves hockey, marbles, super heroes and Star Wars. He is still our family comedian, eager to get us giggling with his jokes and funny faces. He loves to build space ships with legos and battle light sabers with his brothers. He is our resident expert at games of Memory and can beat anyone, anywhere (even Aidan). He stockpiles little lego men, squirreling them away in his room to hide from his brothers.

He is a cuddler and loves nothing more than to be "comfy." If he could be wrapped up in a mountain of fleece, he'd be a happy guy. His favorite thing to do when he wakes up in the morning is to cuddle up with a soft blanket or two on the couch and watch a Franklin. His brothers will be running for breakfast or to play, but our B. prefers to greet the day with a sleepy smile, some cuddles and quiet time snuggled up in peace.

But once he is up to greet the day, he is truly up - enthusiastic and energetic and ready to take on the world. He doesn't tire easily and is always the last to fall asleep at night. I will hear him at night telling himself stories out loud or singing songs again and again (and again) until at last, almost reluctantly, he succumbs to sleep.

Brennan can recite the book "You Can Give a Pig a Pancake" by heart, preferring to "read" it to his Daddy, rather than the other way around. He has started to write his own name and is unbelievably proud of his letter B.

He loves the snow and will play outside until his cheeks are bright red, his nose frozen solid and his gloves streaked with ice. He spends hours with Aidan in the backyard, digging and sledding down our hill. But his favorite part of all is to retreat inside (at last) to hot chocolate and heaps of mini-marshmallows. (And when I say "heaps", I truly mean "HEAPS.")

Brennan is our happy, go lucky soul. A little boy content with a marble in his pocket, the promise of spiderman mac n' cheese and lots of hugs from his family. He says "I love you" about a million and one times a day to me. I soak it up each and every time he says it, so happy to say it right back to my sweet, loving little boy.

Happy four to our B. You bring us joy, my sweet boy - so much joy.