Where does time go?

My babies just turned four. I was a little sad. They can now go to preschool in the fall. They will get their last set of imunizations. They are on the verge of growing out of toddler clothes. We got rid of the baby carseats and now use high back boosters. At church instead of nursery they go to real primary with no toys, fewer snacks, and more singing. Neither of them are too sold on that idea. We celebrated their four years of life today. I am so grateful. Grateful that despite a rough start for Brady and a traumatic entry into this world for Brian that both of their lives were spared. I am so grateful that my Heavenly Father watched over my boys and let me have them here on this earth and be their Mom. I can't imagine life without Brady's smile and Brian's reasoning. I love them. Even though I am a little sad that they are getting so big, I am also so glad that they are growing, learning, and overcoming all the developmental road blocks that come with premature babies. I love life. I love having twins. I love my Heavenly Father and I am so grateful for all that I have, all of which comes from him.

Happy Birthday boys.

They both got cowboy hats and boots. Brady was so excited. He kept saying "I don't need a costume anymore, I am real cowboy."

My real cowboys! This comes from Grandpa, not me, I have no cowboy in me or girl for that matter.

Brian and Brady decorating their own birthday cakes. They loved it.