He's one big ball of energy that still loves to cuddle. He loves to play rough but gives the best hugs, too. He's mischievous and sweet all at the same time. He drives us crazy but we love him to pieces. And now he's four years old.
I joke with him and tell him that he can't grow up and he has to stay my little baby forever and he just giggles.
Seriously, where does the time go?