Wednesday, September 9, 2009

and now he is 4.

Yet another year has flown by leaving me spinning around wondering where the time went. Rhys is four today! I can't believe it. I know it doesn't mean much when it's not actually your kid, but it's crazy. Seriously. I'm not going to do a mushy sentimental post this year (but if you want one you can go here and read last years) but I will say just this one thing...ready?...You know your son is four when he starts making fake moustaches and wearing them around the house. There. Happy Birthday Rhys!

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nana said...

The definition of JOY--A nana looking at pictures of her grandchildren!!! The only downside to that statement is that the nana wants to see her grandchildren ALL the time and can't. What beatiful children Bria. I am blessed!!

September 9, 2009 at 6:42 PM

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