The first day of Winter is also known in the Wilson's House as Ian's birthday. It seems so strange to me that my little boy is four years old today. I remember after having Emma everyone would ask me if time was flying and it never seemed to be. Then Ian came along and time has just flown by. It really does feel like yesterday that I had just come out of the OR and was trying to feed Ian.
Now that same little baby is upstairs yelling and jumping and playing with his sister and Uncle KJ.
So Happy 4th Birthday Ian!