Maybe it's Mary and me, but there is no way the child in the above photo is just a week past his fourth birthday. He looks 7 or 8 to us.

Drew and Will recently had their physicals and Drew is in the 97th percentile for height and Will is in the 75th percentile.

Drew is always saying cute or surprising things, and we think, "Oh, there's no way we'll forget that one!" But, come the next day, we can't remember. Here are a few that we were smart enough to write down:

During a boys' night together Drew, Will and I played just about every game and toy in the house. Finally we worked our way down to playing with my old Fisher-Price Creative Block Wagon which I had when I was just a toddler. We made everything shown on the box, a steamboat, a racer, a barn & silo, an animal and finally a birthday cake. I told Drew to make a wish and blow out the candles. After he blew out the pretend candles, I asked:

Daddy: So, what did you wish for?

Drew: I wished everything would stay the same forever.

Daddy: Me too Drew, me too.

When driving from Oklahoma to Kansas to visit Aunt Michelle, Uncle Matt and cousin Gillian, we kept noting out progress by calling out the towns and landmarks we were passing:

Daddy: We just crossed the border, we're in Kansas now.

Drew: (with great enthusiasm) Woo-hoo!

(This doesn't read funny, but it was at the time.)

At the reception after cousin Gillian's baptism:

Cousin Josh: There are four Joshes.

Drew: There are two Drews...me and the football player.

At dinner at home:

Drew: Is ketchup called "catch-up" because you throw up a tomato and catch it and it squishes into ketchup?