Evan

Evan.

My oldest son.  Four years old.  Strong-willed yet gentle and kind.  Loves super-heros (although he's never seen Iron Man, Spiderman, or any other hero enough to know anything about them.)  He attends preschool in the afternoon and loves to learn.  His best friends are his brothers, and the first thing out of his mouth after school is, "Where's Bubby?"  He is Mommy's helper, and aims to please.

My baby.  My first born.  I am realizing more and more everyday that these precious preschool days will soon, quickly, be gone.

Stop growing child number one...you're breaking Mommy's heart!!!