Cameron: The 4th Year.

Cameron has morphed before my eyes. I swear, just yesterday, he was a newborn:

And now, somehow, he is a sarcastically funny 4 year old:

We have had our ups (successfully potty training -- finally!) and our downs (finding out he has esotropia, where the eyes turn and he has little to no depth perception), but we have made it this far.

Every year, I say it can't get better, but I think it has every year. How can't it get better when that face runs into your room in the morning, climbs into the bed and under the covers with you and says "Mommy, it's MORNING time! Let's GET UP!"

-Amanda