Amos is FOUR!

Amos Michael Martin, I'm afraid that I've blinked and now you're FOUR!! Seriously, I don't know where these last four years have gone but I sure do enjoy being your mama! You are such a fun, intelligent, interesting little person. You're also sassy and very stubborn… I'm not sure who you got that from.  Thank you for bearing with me as I learn how to be a mama to a four-year-old…it's a lot different than being a mama to a two-year-old! You definitely have your own opinions about things and have certain ways that you like things done (i.e.: chocolate milk & a show in the morning ... in that order) … and sometimes a lot of the time your way doesn't line up with mama and daddy's way, but we're learning together. I've loved watching you grow into your own little person and it is mine and daddy's greatest privilege to shepherd and mold you (and your brothers) into caring, kind, gentle but fierce little Jesus lovers. 

I am so, so, so proud of the little boy that you are growing into. You are so stinkin' smart that sometimes I can't wrap my brain around it. You can count to 100+, you can count by 2s and 100s (to 7,000 one time - with a little help), you can speak some Spanish (mostly vocab words), you can write your name and most of the alphabet, you know mama's phone number and our address, you are creative and love to paint (especially when mama's painting), and you love daddy and to be doing anything that he's doing. You're still obsessed with American Ninja Warrior (hence the cake that I worked super hard on) and nerf guns (you, daddy & Solly have a nerf battle almost every day when he gets home from work). 

You're a great big brother. But, you're still learning every stinkin' day how to share (we're selfish people, bud...all of us), how to speak kindly to Solomon & Ez (and mama too) - we're working on taming that tongue of yours (and mine, always) [James 3: 5-6] & remembering that God gave you Solomon and Ezra to be your best buds forever. You may look just like you're daddy, but you're mama when it comes to attitude and temperament. You know what you want (you recently told daddy that you didn't like a sword he'd made you out of scrap wood & when he asked you why not, you said, "...well, I just don't like it.") and you're sassy. Sheesh. Parents of mine, please accept my apology for my sassiness as a kid. I'm getting it fed to me by the spoonful these days. 

Moose, I think you're wonderful. I truly love being your mama, even in when you're sassy and stubborn and a total daddy's boy. You make me be a better mama. Thank you for loving me just as I am & always sneaking in a, "you're beautiful mama," just when I need it. You're a special boy, Amos. Happiest 4th birthday to YOU, my biggest boy!