Joan's Life: Where Has the Time Gone Lewie John?

Oh sweet love.

Why do you insist on growing up?

It seems like moments ago you were in my belly...all mine.

I love that we shared that time--nine months of just you and me.

I had you all to myself. You were perfectly protected. Your every need was met.

Once you were born you realized that you had to share me (and I had to share you) with three older brothers and a Daddy who was thrilled to bring a fourth son into our home.

You have been so accepting of the chaos, the in and out of the car, Costco trips, doctor visits, vacations, baseball games, church, school.

Life is a whirlwind of activities and you have adapted beautifully to our family.

It's just been over the past few months that Benson has warmed up to you. You took his place, you know...as the baby. He wasn't so sure about you. It is easy to see how much he loves you now though.

Max has been enamored with you from the beginning. He thinks you are the cutest baby that ever was. It is such a treat to see him care for you.

James is well versed in the art of older brotherhood. He knows exactly what to do with a new little one. He asks regularly when he's old enough to babysit.

Such a little mother hen this boy.

And then there is your Auntie Bina. She has the magical touch with you (and all babies for that matter). I remember one night I was beside myself. I couldn't get you to sleep You had been crying off and on for close to 45 minutes and I was worn out.

She came upstairs to your room leaned over the side of the crib, put her lips right next to your ear and "shhh-ed" you right to sleep while she patted your bum.