Buba, you are the best big brother I always wanted you to be to Missy Moo. When she needed you most you were right beside her this week when she was in the hospital. You rubbed her back, kissed her forehead and told her it will be ok. You were good for Mommy and Daddy when we needed you to be, waiting so patiently in the waiting room for hours. We were so proud of you. You really are growing up too fast. When I look back on this week, even with the few hiccups of attitude we have had you are passing the toddler phase and almost four now. Soon you will be starting school and everything will be a whirlwind thereafter. Your favorite thing to do at the moment next to playing with your cars is reading about cars. You crawl up in the rocking chair of your sister’s room while she builds legos at your feet and you read your Lighting McQueen books over and over. I sit back and watch you, wondering how you got so big, and how much you will change this year.
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