Four was the year you started school and you have grown and thrived. You settled in so easily, making friends, learning lots and finding your place. You are neither desperate to go or reluctant, you have just accepted school and you enjoy it. Four was the year you got glasses and you accepted them easily too, after picking just the right pair (and dismissing the other 100 as 'not cool enough'). They have Avengers on the side and we now have three pairs the same dotted around the house.
I have been reading the letter I wrote to you this time last year and it still describes you completely. You are still exactly the same, unapologetically you, determined, loyal, loving and wild. You are happiest with company and you and Dylan are definitely a pair, playing so amazingly together, sharing imaginations and scrapping constantly of course too. You still adore your baby sister and you play with Finn as a last resort, but when you do give in, you play so lovely together.
You make us laugh every day, you burst into song when we least expect it and you are still naked at any possible opportunity. You love Pokemon, scooting, cheesestrings and family and we all love you.
Never stop being you.
Before you turn five, as I kiss you for the last time as a four year old, I just want you to know how truly loved you are.
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