Four is a lot of things, when you think about it. The number of sides in a square. The number of doors in a sedan. Four archangels. The minimum height requirement for some roller coasters. The number of time zones in the continental United States. The number of times I can answer the same question before I start to get a little testy. Four Matriarchs of Judaism. The number of cups in a quart. Four Seasons. The Fantastic Four. Four Gospels.
Four chambers in a human heart.
And I'm pretty sure every single one of my four chambers has pieces of you in it.
Happy Birthday, 4 Year Old.
And quit growing so fast.
I Love You.