Tomorrow, he turns four. This is the age things change fast. I'm happy he is healthy and growing, but sad to be losing his little boy ways. Three is my very favorite age for kids. We went to Mountain Mojo today and spent sometime talking to one of his favorite people, Kelly. The two of them were outside playing, when Megan told me Oliver wanted me to join them. He and Kelly had put together the pieces of this heart, and for some reason, for as long as he has been able to talk, every heart he sees, is, "for Maemae." My sweet boy.