To my darling little boy

>You are my beautiful, funny, kind hearted little ray of sunshine.

I love that you get up first and do puzzles in your room without waking anyone up.

I love that you remember everything anyone tells you.

I love that you eat everything we put in front of you and ask for more.

I love that you think an apple is as good as chocolate.

I love your funny little drawings and when you try to teach your little sister to count.

I love that you guard baby H when I have to leave her to rescue your bigger sister from somewhere.

I love that you learned to ride a bike without ever having stabilisers ( Yes Daddy was right about that one ) and that you think you can go to the moon if you are good at sums.

However, there are some things you should know:

You might be 'a 4 boy' now, but that doesn't mean you don't need to wear pants in bed, or that you can push your little sister over.

You might think Daddy always knows better than Mummy, but actually 90% of the time Mummy is right.

Despite what you think Mummy can't hold more than one conversation at once, or get you a drink at the same time as making a sandwich. She wishes she could but unless you invent a way to give her extra arms she can't.

There are other TV programmes just as good as 'The Octonauts'.

Pigs don't lay ham.

Its not your birthday in 8 sleeps I'm afraid, as it was last week.

Lots of love,

Mummy