Coup de Foudre: "donut" grow up

He is FOUR. There are many moments where I stop and look at him and my mind can't process that he is no longer this little baby but a full on kid. I would definitely say his third year of life stretched me in more ways than one. Feel like I have a better understanding on who I need to be to be his mom and what he needs for me to be that. There is a reason he was sent to us and I'm forever grateful for what he adds to my life and our family.

Atti has always been a laid back, chill kid. This year he has grown leaps and bounds. Starting pre-school, adjusting to a little brother, getting potty trained, working on his difficulties in speech, almost being able to write his own name, feeling emotions passionately (and how to navigate them), riding the 40" rides at Disneyland, and making others laugh with his little quirks. On the more recent end, we've seen moments where new things make him nervous. Generally speaking he has never been one to be afraid but every now and again he gets panicked when entering social situations with larger groups of people. He doesn't like to be alone and a fear of monsters has surfaced. Love hearing him at the park ask others, "wanna be my friend and play together?" He still hums when he eats.

Some Atti-isms:

"Mine sleep good my new nap"
"Two five pounds"
"What you said?"
"Don't see me"
"People don't say those things"
"Please can we have a movie night tonight"
"We're in love together"
"We've got a lot of work to do"
"Boppas and boppas house" (Although recently he has actually started pronouncing Grandma and Boppa)
"Fry-ter-day" (aka Friday)
"Mama, I'm just teasin' you"
"That's NOT really super nice"
"Oh mine dosh"
"Maybe we can get hamburders?"