Tate is 4. He is my best buddy, we do everything together.
He wants to be a construction worker when he grows up (the kind that dig in the dirt)
He is kind, and constantly randomly tells me he loves me.
He loves swimming and paying with action figures.
He is always exploring and digging.
He loves to ride his bike!
On August 4th I told Tate he could do anything he wanted and pick a restaurant to eat out. He just wanted to stay up forever and drink juice boxes. He drank 3 and lasted through Swiss Family Robinsons, 9:00pm.
The weekend before his birthday we went camping and sailing!!
He said it was the best time of his life!!
We love you Tate! (not Tater Tot…he does not like that anymore)