Friday, January 15, 2010

Little Boy

It's happening before my eyes.

My little baby is becoming a little boy.

Now, this is not a sudden development--I've been saying this for a while now. But today has been one of those days where I seem to notice it more.

We went swimming this morning at the Y. Wiggle Man watched a man swimming laps and said, "Me try." So today, instead of his usual march through the water with a floaty on his back, he let me hold him on his stomach while he "swam." He went underwater. He let me put him on his back. He stood under the shower afterwards, instead of freaking out at the water hitting his face.

Tonight, we had cheeseburgers for dinner, just the two of us. He sat across from me in the booth, happily munching his fries. He used a napkin to wipe his hands and mouth. By himself.
He begged for his toy, and in true parental fashion I made him wait until he was finished eating.

Time is flying.


  1. Oh, do I ever know what you mean. Sad and awesome at the same time.

  2. In true parent fashion, we want and wish for them to grow up (especially when they are exasperating). When they do it breaks our hearts.