The Bear is 4!

How did my boy get to be 4?  It snuck up on me for sure.   He had a fun birthday party.  I'll download some pictures on here someday when I get my act together and download a boatload of other things with it.  For now, some thoughts on my Bear.

First of all, Bear...yes. We call him Bear.  It started from Jer Bear and just got shortened to Bear.  I've been thinking of the name for the past little while and it occurred to me.  Literally, bear.  He bears the name Bear. And now I'm going to take you to a place called Alicen's brain.  Sit down, stay awhile.  What? you're leaving?  You'res scared?  Come back.  It'll be quick...then I'll let you go.  Okay, so I was thinking of the strength of an animal bear and then I realized that yes, my boy is strong (like a bear), but I also hope that he can bear the weight of many things.  The whirlwind of influences, the whispering of satan's cunning voice,  the pressures to forget his noble calling in this life.  His heart is so loving.  I wish people could see and hear the sweet things that come from his heart when he's not running around swinging made-up swords at things.  How I love this little boy.  He just learned how to ride a two-wheeler sans training wheels yesterday.  He's a big boy and growing at rapid speeds.  

I will do my best not to grieve your babyhood, sweet boy.  Keep growing.  Keep bearing.  I love you.

Mommy.