This is what I hear Mason tell me and others often these days. I can do that Mom. I’m big now. I can start the car. (No we don’t let him start the car!Although he wants to.) I can use the big scissors. I can jump from this high. I can go by myself. I can zip it, tie it, button it, carry it, pour it, hold it, measure it, mix it, write it, color it, build it. I can do it now Mom. I’m 4. I’m big. Yes, he is getting bigger. He is my big boy but he will always be my first baby that still will not go to bed with out a good snuggle with Mom. And I love that. I cherish these days.