My baby is 4 years old. He's 100% a youngest child. He's floored by "babies" (2 year olds) who can talk. It just blows him away! We celebrated him with gifts and playing Loteria with friends. And, knock on wood, he may be outgrowing sleeping in the bed with me??
And just like that, it's summer. The temperature doesn't quite agree, but Ira and Maeve were still willing to try the new sprinkler. Enoch was a hard pass.
May I have the strength and patience to survive (thrive?) this summer.