No More 3 Year Olds!

My house is now free and clear of the tantrum throwing, stubborn, way too independent, annoying, button pushing little person otherwise known as a 3 year old. Now that Nathan is 4 he will magically turn into the sweet, obedient, patient, and polite little boy that was smothered by being three....right??? I can't believe that I survived another 3 year old. In my mind the "terrible twos" are nothing compared to the "just put me out of my misery now threes".
Here are some of the "Nathan-isms" that got me through this year with a good laugh:

• I was with him as he went potty in a crowded public bathroom. We were crammed together in that tiny stall and he started to talk...LOUD. And it wasn't just any talk, it was a complete minute by minute narrative of his and those around us pooping activities...which was taking FOREVER. I finally said "Shh, Nathan, you need to be quiet." He got a confused look on his face and asked "Why mommy, are people sleeping on the toilet?" 
• At dinner he asked me "What did Travis eat?" I answered "A pea"..."Is pea a vegetable?"..."Yes, you are so smart, peas are vegetables." "Is poo a vegetable?"...."Oh never mind, you are hopeless."
• When he sneezes he says "I had a bless you"
• He came up to Eric and said, "Dad, you are dick-u-less" It took us a minute to figure out that he was saying ridiculous.

Adios threes and hello fabulous fours, I am so glad that you are here! I have waited so long for you to come! I know that the effects of the threes may linger, but I will hold out for that fabulous four year old that is just waiting to get out!