Oh, my precious, precious baby boy. How in the world have you gone from this:
to this:
in only four years?? Sweet Parker, your perfection leaves me speechless. You are truly a gift, and when you came into this world, I knew, for the very first time, what it was like to love unconditionally.
Oooooooh, do I feel sappy tonight, or what?? Gotta figure out how to bottle some of this up so I can swig a little during the crazy days when I am this close to imploding from kiddo frustration.
Seriously though, this kid, Parker, P-Bo, P-man, P-Dizzle, P-to-the Biz-o, Pinklestein…whatever you call him (and he will instruct you explicitly on the matter), is 40 pounds of pure charm and delight.
Happy Birthday, my big boy. (I’ll just pretend I didn’t see you pop that wo-wo in your mouth tonight as you cralwed into bed. It can be our little secret. 
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Happy Birthday Parker!
Love, Ian and Molly
Happy Birthday to one of the cutest kids ever seen at TBW!!
Unbelievable that the little blonde bundle that graced our lives is now 4 years old. Just wait until that little Parker Man presents YOU with a baby Parker Man (or Lady). Your heart will once again be stolen and you won’t have those “bad days” to balance so you’ll do silly things like play pretend football for 3 hours and love every minute of it, then read even the fine print in “F is for Football”! Happy Birthday, Parker! You are one of the brightest lights in my entire life!!!