Eric is 4

My little guy turned four years old. He is so wonderful. He gets a lot of love from everyone in the family. Some of that is because he's the youngest, but most of it is because he just dishes out love and affection on everyone, all the time. I probably get a hundred kisses and cuddles a day. He tells me he loves me, loves me more that the world, loves me more than the whole universe! Yesterday he told me, "Mommy, you are so beautiful!" He also says I am the best mom in the world, and the best cook in the city.

He can be pretty fierce too. He's got a solid punch. He still bites when he gets really mad. But boy, if he doesn't make it up to you with love afterward.

Lately he narrates his day quietly to himself. He plays pretend in his mind and he goes about his business and I love hearing his serious little whispers. He and Ava will play pretend together for hours in the mornings before school.

He started preschool this year and he loves it. He says one girl in his class has a crush on him, he can tell. "And probably everyone in my class has a crush on me."

Bus really is just the funniest, sweetest, most affectionate boy ever. We like him.