
It seems like you were tiny just a moment ago, so timid and shy, that I worried that you would be so meek that you would be bullied by everyone you met.

But now you are a bold little ruffian who loves going fast on his bike and insisted we ride the Oaks Park kiddie coaster THREE TIMES last Saturday - which, I might add, isn't nearly as much fun for a 49 year old as a 3.99 year old. It's a mass times acceleration thing, Peep.

But that's what happens when you turn four. You are adorable, inventive, playful, silly and impossible. We love you more every day. Happy Birthday, Peeper.
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