The funniest word to you right now is poop. You say it constantly. I remember when your dad was little and poop, fart and underwear were the funniest words. You’ll grow out of it eventually, but right now I’m enjoying you being 4.
You love physical contact, but it has to come in the form of horseplay. You like to be manhandled and tickled and chased.
The newest game we play is where I take your hands and gesture for you and talk silly. “Hello daddy, this is my tummy, my name is Zander, I love you daddy.” I love hearing you giggle. I love finding something to amuse you. I’m enjoying every smile and every giggle and everything you say. I have missed so much. Your smile and hugs are medicine to this Nana’s soul.