My baby is four. I would be concerned about that if I weren't so distracted by the fact that my oldest child is 12.
Four also happens to be one of my favorite ages, so I'm trying to enjoy the time for what it is instead of lamenting the idea of my kids growing up too fast.
It also helps to have fun parties.
This one was all about piggies.
Pink piggies, to be exact.
The guest of honor was a pink piggy pajama princess perched on a puffy pink pillow.
The main course was ham, the pink meat, with a side of mac and cheese to please the 10 and under crowd.
The cake was pink.
The presents were pink.
It was the perfect pink party for a piggy loving princess in pajamas.