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Monday, December 5, 2011
8 months
I wish I had more time to keep up with this blog - cute things happen on a daily basis that I know I'm not going to remember. Here are a few highlights from the past few weeks though...
Tate - 2 yrs, 8 months
Me: Tate, did you know that God made the mountains and the trees and the oceans and the sky? He made everything!
Tate: WOW!!!! Good job do all that, God!
I noticed that he was scratching his face the other day and asked what he was doing. His response, "getting all of these freckles off!"
Says "yours" and "mines"
Knows his left and right and speaks in complete sentences, such as.. "Daddy, see that bridge out my window to the left, way over there?"
Can recite lines from "Beauty and the Beast", his baseball movie "Everybody's Hero", "How the Grinch Stole Christmas", and "Follow that Bird".
Stayed at my parents house in SSI for 4 nights all by himself and did great! He was very happy to see me, Keith and Brady when we got down there for Thanksgiving. Told me that night while I was putting him to bed..."Mommy, I missed you sooooo much."
After I read him a book, he'll tell me it's his turn and he'll try to repeat the story. I usually like his version better.
He's pretty much potty trained. Wears underwear most of the time and only has the occasional accident. If it's just pee-pee, he can do the whole thing himself...lights, potty, pants, washing hands, etc.
Still loves to get his hair cut. We go to Great Clips now instead of Pigtails and Crewcuts (closer and cheaper) and he does fine sitting in a normal chair rather than a airplane or fire truck. I'm pretty sure he just endures the whole experience for the 2 lollipops that he gets at the end. And they have to be orange. All candy, vitamins, ice cream have to be orange.
Remembers everything. Like, walking by a park in SSI in November, he remembered that he ate hot dogs there back in February. "That's the hot dog place." Knows and recognizes places around town, too, as we are driving...his school, our ice cream place, my gym, our neighborhood, Chick-fil-a, etc.
When he sees a cell tower, he always tells me "Mommy, airplanes land on those."
He says his l's funny. (tutorial: pretend you are sticking your tongue out at someone. Now open your mouth just slightly and say "l".) It's hysterical. The other day we were driving and a yellow leaf fell onto our windshield. From the back seat, Tate says: "Did you see that little yellow firefly?" Not normally funny, but VERY funny when he says it.
During Thanksgiving dinner, the conversation turned to football and Keith said something to Dan related to a potential scenario if a team scored a certain number of points. Tate immediately starting laughing and said "Daddy said the wrong words!!!"
Keith and I joined Peachtree Road UMC back when Tate was a baby and attended fairly regularly up until Tate was 15-18 months and would scream when we would leave him in the nursery. Not wanting to put him through that trauma, we stopped going for a while. The other night, we were watching a movie and he accidentally hit the remote and changed it to the church channel. I reached for the remote to change it back and he stopped me. Said he wanted to watch church...and so we did. For an hour. He sang, he repeated back what the preacher said, he stood up when the congregation stood up...and so, I decided maybe we were ready to try again. This past Sunday, I dropped Brady off in the nursery and Tate and I went in to "big church" together. He was perfect! Sat the entire time - listened a little, colored a little, played on the iPhone a little, but barely made a peep. We got several compliments from people around us afterwards. I'm so proud of my boy, and happy that we can get back into a church routine again!
Brady - 8 months
Brady is crawling, pulling up and cruising and is thisclose to walking. He's mastered the walker at school and paces back and forth across his room all day. When he's cruising, he'll let go and stand on his own for a few seconds before holding on again or falling down. He has taken a few steps...but I'm not sure whether I'm ready to call them his "first steps" yet. He's close though.
He's also climbing. This started in SSI when he learned he could climb into this plastic Toy Story chair that my mom has for Tate. He now likes climbing our stairs (with me right behind him). We never used gates with Tate, but we'll have to see with Brady. It was easier to corral one kid. I may have to get the gates this time around just for peace of mind.
Brady has 2 bottom teeth, and his two top teeth are growing in slowly and painfully. He can now eat finger foods...we've tried puffs, cheerios, and yogurt melts. Had a scary yogurt melt incident a few weeks ago where Brady started choking. I did a finger swipe (bad idea) and pushed it further down, but fortunately he recovered after a few seconds. The next day I noticed he was wheezing pretty badly and took him to the pediatrician, who referred us to Scottish Rite for x-rays. Everything turned out fine and clear, and although it was a whole day ordeal, I was glad to know for sure that he was ok.
Sits up in the tub by himself now and likes to splash and make a big mess.
He thinks everything Tate does is funny. I love listening to them in the back seat. Tate loves an audience and Brady loves him. It works out perfectly and makes for the best laughter.
That's all I can think of for now. Definitely enjoying our 2 little guys more and more each day!
Tate - 2 yrs, 8 months
Me: Tate, did you know that God made the mountains and the trees and the oceans and the sky? He made everything!
Tate: WOW!!!! Good job do all that, God!
I noticed that he was scratching his face the other day and asked what he was doing. His response, "getting all of these freckles off!"
Says "yours" and "mines"
Knows his left and right and speaks in complete sentences, such as.. "Daddy, see that bridge out my window to the left, way over there?"
Can recite lines from "Beauty and the Beast", his baseball movie "Everybody's Hero", "How the Grinch Stole Christmas", and "Follow that Bird".
Stayed at my parents house in SSI for 4 nights all by himself and did great! He was very happy to see me, Keith and Brady when we got down there for Thanksgiving. Told me that night while I was putting him to bed..."Mommy, I missed you sooooo much."
After I read him a book, he'll tell me it's his turn and he'll try to repeat the story. I usually like his version better.
He's pretty much potty trained. Wears underwear most of the time and only has the occasional accident. If it's just pee-pee, he can do the whole thing himself...lights, potty, pants, washing hands, etc.
Still loves to get his hair cut. We go to Great Clips now instead of Pigtails and Crewcuts (closer and cheaper) and he does fine sitting in a normal chair rather than a airplane or fire truck. I'm pretty sure he just endures the whole experience for the 2 lollipops that he gets at the end. And they have to be orange. All candy, vitamins, ice cream have to be orange.
Remembers everything. Like, walking by a park in SSI in November, he remembered that he ate hot dogs there back in February. "That's the hot dog place." Knows and recognizes places around town, too, as we are driving...his school, our ice cream place, my gym, our neighborhood, Chick-fil-a, etc.
When he sees a cell tower, he always tells me "Mommy, airplanes land on those."
He says his l's funny. (tutorial: pretend you are sticking your tongue out at someone. Now open your mouth just slightly and say "l".) It's hysterical. The other day we were driving and a yellow leaf fell onto our windshield. From the back seat, Tate says: "Did you see that little yellow firefly?" Not normally funny, but VERY funny when he says it.
During Thanksgiving dinner, the conversation turned to football and Keith said something to Dan related to a potential scenario if a team scored a certain number of points. Tate immediately starting laughing and said "Daddy said the wrong words!!!"
Keith and I joined Peachtree Road UMC back when Tate was a baby and attended fairly regularly up until Tate was 15-18 months and would scream when we would leave him in the nursery. Not wanting to put him through that trauma, we stopped going for a while. The other night, we were watching a movie and he accidentally hit the remote and changed it to the church channel. I reached for the remote to change it back and he stopped me. Said he wanted to watch church...and so we did. For an hour. He sang, he repeated back what the preacher said, he stood up when the congregation stood up...and so, I decided maybe we were ready to try again. This past Sunday, I dropped Brady off in the nursery and Tate and I went in to "big church" together. He was perfect! Sat the entire time - listened a little, colored a little, played on the iPhone a little, but barely made a peep. We got several compliments from people around us afterwards. I'm so proud of my boy, and happy that we can get back into a church routine again!
Brady - 8 months
Brady is crawling, pulling up and cruising and is thisclose to walking. He's mastered the walker at school and paces back and forth across his room all day. When he's cruising, he'll let go and stand on his own for a few seconds before holding on again or falling down. He has taken a few steps...but I'm not sure whether I'm ready to call them his "first steps" yet. He's close though.
He's also climbing. This started in SSI when he learned he could climb into this plastic Toy Story chair that my mom has for Tate. He now likes climbing our stairs (with me right behind him). We never used gates with Tate, but we'll have to see with Brady. It was easier to corral one kid. I may have to get the gates this time around just for peace of mind.
Brady has 2 bottom teeth, and his two top teeth are growing in slowly and painfully. He can now eat finger foods...we've tried puffs, cheerios, and yogurt melts. Had a scary yogurt melt incident a few weeks ago where Brady started choking. I did a finger swipe (bad idea) and pushed it further down, but fortunately he recovered after a few seconds. The next day I noticed he was wheezing pretty badly and took him to the pediatrician, who referred us to Scottish Rite for x-rays. Everything turned out fine and clear, and although it was a whole day ordeal, I was glad to know for sure that he was ok.
Sits up in the tub by himself now and likes to splash and make a big mess.
He thinks everything Tate does is funny. I love listening to them in the back seat. Tate loves an audience and Brady loves him. It works out perfectly and makes for the best laughter.
That's all I can think of for now. Definitely enjoying our 2 little guys more and more each day!
Monday, November 7, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
6 months
A quick update on Brady at 6 months (well, 6.5 months)...
Weight: 20lbs, 15.5oz (90%)
Height: 28.25in (91%)
Head: 45.5cm (86%)
Teeth: 2 bottom teeth
Diapers: Size 4
Clothes: 12month pants, 12- 24month shirts
Activities: Crawling, sitting on his own, spitting up on everything, laughing at Tate, chewing on Tate's toys, and he just started pulling up.
Food: Fruit in the morning (bananas, pears, apples) and vegetables in the evening (green beans, squash, sweet potatoes). Takes 7oz of Similac 3 times a day and still nurses 1-2 times in the evenings.
Sleep: Generally sleeps from 7pm - 7am with one feeding during the night.
Talking: Laughs, squeals, grunts, growls, and just started saying dadadadada.
Weight: 20lbs, 15.5oz (90%)
Height: 28.25in (91%)
Head: 45.5cm (86%)
Teeth: 2 bottom teeth
Diapers: Size 4
Clothes: 12month pants, 12- 24month shirts
Activities: Crawling, sitting on his own, spitting up on everything, laughing at Tate, chewing on Tate's toys, and he just started pulling up.
Food: Fruit in the morning (bananas, pears, apples) and vegetables in the evening (green beans, squash, sweet potatoes). Takes 7oz of Similac 3 times a day and still nurses 1-2 times in the evenings.
Sleep: Generally sleeps from 7pm - 7am with one feeding during the night.
Talking: Laughs, squeals, grunts, growls, and just started saying dadadadada.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
lately
Two cute videos of my boys captured over the past few days. Tate has finally mastered "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" and Brady is very close to crawling...
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
five months
Five months ago I couldn't imagine loving another child as much as Tate, but this little person has claimed our hearts and it feels like he's always been a part of our family. He's growing and changing by the day...
Latest Milestones:
- Holds his own bottle (YAY!!!!)
- We started real foods this month. So far, he's tried bananas and pears and loves them.
- Not crawling yet like Tate was at this age, but he's found a way to inch around by pulling himself with his head. As far as actually crawling, he gets his legs underneath him and pushes himself up, but then collapses under his own weight. I have a feeling he'll figure it out and be on the move very soon.
- We pulled out the doorway bouncer recently and he will stay content in that thing forever.
- Wears size 4 diapers. Size 3 fit him, but are just a tad snug so I moved to the bigger size.
- Wears Tate's 18 month clothes. I've already packed all of the "baby" clothes away - even the 12 month stuff is too small!
- He may also have his first ear infection. We are headed to the doctor right now - wish us luck.
Here are some recent pictures of our sweet second child...
Latest Milestones:
- Holds his own bottle (YAY!!!!)
- We started real foods this month. So far, he's tried bananas and pears and loves them.
- Not crawling yet like Tate was at this age, but he's found a way to inch around by pulling himself with his head. As far as actually crawling, he gets his legs underneath him and pushes himself up, but then collapses under his own weight. I have a feeling he'll figure it out and be on the move very soon.
- We pulled out the doorway bouncer recently and he will stay content in that thing forever.
- Wears size 4 diapers. Size 3 fit him, but are just a tad snug so I moved to the bigger size.
- Wears Tate's 18 month clothes. I've already packed all of the "baby" clothes away - even the 12 month stuff is too small!
- He may also have his first ear infection. We are headed to the doctor right now - wish us luck.
Here are some recent pictures of our sweet second child...
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
the lake
We had a great time at lake Oconee with our friends Allison/Torsten and Jin/Jason this past weekend. Tate and BeBe (10 months apart) are now old enough to play together, and had the best time riding in boat, running around the house, bouncing in the blow-up water park, driving their electric cars, etc. Allison's twins, James and Isabella, and Brady (6 weeks apart) enjoyed sleeping and looking at each other.
I took a lot of pictures - hopefully, I'll get motivated to upload all of them soon. Until then, here's a few highlights...
I took a lot of pictures - hopefully, I'll get motivated to upload all of them soon. Until then, here's a few highlights...
Friday, August 19, 2011
mommy confession
So, I forgot to pick up the kids from school yesterday. Completely. Forgot. I'm still a little in shock over it myself.
I worked from home like usual. Keith came home around 4:30pm and went upstairs to take a nap, and I jumped in the shower around 5:15pm so that we could meet friends in downtown Roswell at 6:30pm for the monthly Alive After Five event.
After my shower, I remembered that I needed to send one "quick" email. The "quick" email involved a complicated subject and I totally lost track of time.
I remember looking down at the time on my computer. And I remember thinking... "oh wow, it's 6:20pm. Let me run back upstairs and change clothes so that we can go."
I went upstairs, Keith was still laying in bed... and that's when it hit me: HOLY @%^#!! I FORGOT ABOUT THE BOYS!!! (Keith thought I had already gone to get them - didn't realize I was still downstairs. He was lying there waiting for me to get home.)
Keith dashed out the door like a madman and I called the school to let them know that we were, um, running a little late. He got there at 6:40pm (10 minutes after they closed) and retrieved our poor, forgotten babies who were standing by the front door with the teacher who was ready to lock the building and turn out the lights.
My guilt and self-loathing were somewhat eased when two little happy faces came through our front door. Tate ran and gave me a big hug, and Brady was all smiles, so I suppose all was forgiven.
But, seriously, what kind of mother forgets about these two?? A tired one, is my only explanation. I think the weeks of sleep deprivation are finally getting to me!!!!!!
I worked from home like usual. Keith came home around 4:30pm and went upstairs to take a nap, and I jumped in the shower around 5:15pm so that we could meet friends in downtown Roswell at 6:30pm for the monthly Alive After Five event.
After my shower, I remembered that I needed to send one "quick" email. The "quick" email involved a complicated subject and I totally lost track of time.
I remember looking down at the time on my computer. And I remember thinking... "oh wow, it's 6:20pm. Let me run back upstairs and change clothes so that we can go."
I went upstairs, Keith was still laying in bed... and that's when it hit me: HOLY @%^#!! I FORGOT ABOUT THE BOYS!!! (Keith thought I had already gone to get them - didn't realize I was still downstairs. He was lying there waiting for me to get home.)
Keith dashed out the door like a madman and I called the school to let them know that we were, um, running a little late. He got there at 6:40pm (10 minutes after they closed) and retrieved our poor, forgotten babies who were standing by the front door with the teacher who was ready to lock the building and turn out the lights.
My guilt and self-loathing were somewhat eased when two little happy faces came through our front door. Tate ran and gave me a big hug, and Brady was all smiles, so I suppose all was forgiven.
But, seriously, what kind of mother forgets about these two?? A tired one, is my only explanation. I think the weeks of sleep deprivation are finally getting to me!!!!!!
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
the brady-boo
The boo had his 4-month well visit today and did great. Happy, laughing and just a little crying during the 3 vaccines. He's a healthy 18lbs 3oz (91 %) with a 43.6cm head (75%) and 25.75 in (67%) in height....so, short and stocky. I'm so glad he is my 2nd child and that we already have a full wardrobe in every size, because the kid is difficult to shop for...he's wearing anything from 9 month clothing all the way up to 2T! He's also currently wearing size 3 diapers, but we'll be moving to size 4 once we run through our supply. (We just moved Tate into a size 5 diaper from a size 4 a few months ago if that gives you any reference - ha)
Speaking of Tate: Let's take a brief intermission from Brady's update to announce that Tate went to the potty at school for the first time yesterday. Yay! This could be the start (or re-start) of something big!
Back to Brady... he gets rice cereal or oatmeal in the morning and evening, 6oz of formula or pumped milk every 3-4 hours and he's still nursing in the morning and evenings (and unfortunately, once in the middle of the night.) Dr. Jennie wants me to try to just comfort him briefly when he wakes during the night and put him back down to sleep without feeding him. I invited her to come over tonight at 3am to see how that goes. She thought I was kidding. :)
Anyway, here's a video and picture of my sweet boy during his appointment.
Speaking of Tate: Let's take a brief intermission from Brady's update to announce that Tate went to the potty at school for the first time yesterday. Yay! This could be the start (or re-start) of something big!
Back to Brady... he gets rice cereal or oatmeal in the morning and evening, 6oz of formula or pumped milk every 3-4 hours and he's still nursing in the morning and evenings (and unfortunately, once in the middle of the night.) Dr. Jennie wants me to try to just comfort him briefly when he wakes during the night and put him back down to sleep without feeding him. I invited her to come over tonight at 3am to see how that goes. She thought I was kidding. :)
Anyway, here's a video and picture of my sweet boy during his appointment.
Monday, August 15, 2011
little people
One of the perks of our zoo membership is special, members-only events throughout the year. This weekend, the Fisher-Price Little People musical was in town. Tate has several of the LP toys and movies so we thought it would be fun to take the boys. Tate was a little nervous during the show, but told us later that he really liked it....
Sunday, August 14, 2011
all the proof I need...
I have a hidden talent that I don't often share with people. (I don't like to brag) But, it's pretty amazing.
If you were to blindfold me... and put me in a room with Brady and 20 other babies... and they all had poopy diapers...I could pick Brady out in less than 2 minutes flat.
Because his poop smells like buttered popcorn!
And if that's not proof that God exists, than I don't know what is.
Because only He would know that in the event that I were ever blinded and accidentally separated from my child....my first and natural instinct would be to go in search of a buttery, popped treat.
If you were to blindfold me... and put me in a room with Brady and 20 other babies... and they all had poopy diapers...I could pick Brady out in less than 2 minutes flat.
Because his poop smells like buttered popcorn!
And if that's not proof that God exists, than I don't know what is.
Because only He would know that in the event that I were ever blinded and accidentally separated from my child....my first and natural instinct would be to go in search of a buttery, popped treat.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
real names
Lately, Tate has been very interested in our "real names". This is the conversation that we have over and over again.
Mommy, what's your name? Whitney
What's daddy's name? Keith
Keith? Yes.
What's Tate's name? Tate
What's Brady's name? Brady
What's your name? Whitney
(laughing)
What's daddy's name? Keith
Keith?
and on and on it goes...
Poor guy is already so confused. Just wait until I have to explain to these two that their names are actually William and James!
Mommy, what's your name? Whitney
What's daddy's name? Keith
Keith? Yes.
What's Tate's name? Tate
What's Brady's name? Brady
What's your name? Whitney
(laughing)
What's daddy's name? Keith
Keith?
and on and on it goes...
Poor guy is already so confused. Just wait until I have to explain to these two that their names are actually William and James!
Sunday, August 7, 2011
perspective
when I'm tired...
when the house is a mess...
when I'm stressed out at work...
when I'm feeling fat...
when I can't be in 10 places at once...
when I haven't been to the grocery store and there's no food in the house...
when I have nothing to wear...
when I need a vacation...
I can look at this picture...
and smile.
And, suddenly, nothing else seems to matter.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
the family bed
"Keep your words soft and sweet in case you have to eat them."
It's true. For those of you who have openly admitted that your child sleeps in your bed, I have scoffed. I have judged. I have peered down at my perfect and precious toddler while he slept soundly in his own bed from my very, very tall parenting pedestal and told myself that would never happen to me.
That is, until my perfect and precious toddler turned me into a liar. And a hypocrite.
Because, you see, the Golden household has been sharing a "family bed" now for weeks on end. Let me show you how it works.
This is our bed.
This is our bed with it's usual occupants. Notice the human/cat surface area percentages.
And this is what our bed now looks like. You may notice some variations in the surface area percentages.
I'm sure this is just a temporary phase. I mean, I don't know any teenagers who still sleep in the same bed with their parents. (right?!?!?)
So, I guess in the meantime, I'll just be laying here...wide awake....eating my words...with a knee in my ribs and an elbow in my eye.
P.S. Dear Brady, don't get any ideas. Love, Mom
It's true. For those of you who have openly admitted that your child sleeps in your bed, I have scoffed. I have judged. I have peered down at my perfect and precious toddler while he slept soundly in his own bed from my very, very tall parenting pedestal and told myself that would never happen to me.
That is, until my perfect and precious toddler turned me into a liar. And a hypocrite.
Because, you see, the Golden household has been sharing a "family bed" now for weeks on end. Let me show you how it works.
This is our bed.
This is our bed with it's usual occupants. Notice the human/cat surface area percentages.
And this is what our bed now looks like. You may notice some variations in the surface area percentages.
I'm sure this is just a temporary phase. I mean, I don't know any teenagers who still sleep in the same bed with their parents. (right?!?!?)
So, I guess in the meantime, I'll just be laying here...wide awake....eating my words...with a knee in my ribs and an elbow in my eye.
P.S. Dear Brady, don't get any ideas. Love, Mom
Friday, July 29, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
4 months
The Brady bug will be 4 months old next Tuesday and has added a few new tricks to his repertoire.
Since he's been waking up hungry a few times during the night again - and also since he's, um, gigantic - we started solid foods this week. I decided to start with oatmeal instead of the rice cereal and he LOVES it....2 bowls in the morning and 2 in the evening. He's still waking up at least once during the night, but he nurses and goes right back to sleep. The oatmeal also seems to make him much happier during the day. Ms. Ingrida noticed that he's been less fussy at school - particularly after waking up from a nap. He'll lay there and just talk and entertain himself rather than immediately cry to be fed or picked up.
He's also playing in the exersaucer now at school. I remember having to put towels all around Tate to support him at first, but Brady has a solid core and has no trouble sitting upright and even bouncing a little with his feet.
Tate was crawling just 4 weeks from now when he was Brady's age. I'm hoping Brady will take things a little slower...I'm not ready for this baby to be grown up yet!
Since he's been waking up hungry a few times during the night again - and also since he's, um, gigantic - we started solid foods this week. I decided to start with oatmeal instead of the rice cereal and he LOVES it....2 bowls in the morning and 2 in the evening. He's still waking up at least once during the night, but he nurses and goes right back to sleep. The oatmeal also seems to make him much happier during the day. Ms. Ingrida noticed that he's been less fussy at school - particularly after waking up from a nap. He'll lay there and just talk and entertain himself rather than immediately cry to be fed or picked up.
He's also playing in the exersaucer now at school. I remember having to put towels all around Tate to support him at first, but Brady has a solid core and has no trouble sitting upright and even bouncing a little with his feet.
Tate was crawling just 4 weeks from now when he was Brady's age. I'm hoping Brady will take things a little slower...I'm not ready for this baby to be grown up yet!
Sunday, July 17, 2011
sunday funday
What a beautiful day! It was in the 70's and breezy this morning, so I loaded up the boys and off we went on an adventure in the double stroller. Brady enjoyed a peaceful nap, while Tate spent some quality time in the sandbox. A Sunday funday, indeed...
Friday, July 15, 2011
golden slumbers
Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,
Smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep pretty baby,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.
Cares you know not,
Therefore sleep,
While over you a watch I'll keep.
Sleep pretty darling,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.
Smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep pretty baby,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.
Cares you know not,
Therefore sleep,
While over you a watch I'll keep.
Sleep pretty darling,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
brady laughing
Ok, I caught it on video. But it's upside down and you have to listen to my annoying voice for the whole 34 seconds. Eesh.
P.S. No babies were harmed in the making of this video. He likes tickling.
P.S. No babies were harmed in the making of this video. He likes tickling.
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