It's almost our last everything. Like tomorrow is our last Thursday that we will only be four and that Anthony will have only one younger sibling. He was excited in these pictures because we were playing with blocks. He says "block" to me and I say it back, hundreds of times a day. He slept all night last night (we think, we put towels in front of our doors and played music all night in our room so that we don't hear him if he does wake up) and he had a good day today but lately he likes to drop things with a LOUD crash. A lot. I am tense, I admit, but man it is driving me crazy.
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