I woke up today with the realization that in exactly one more year my son will be in double digits. I keep asking myself "How did this happen?" And since I am one of those people who answer themselves, I keep saying "I have absolutely no idea. He was 3 yesterday." Sad fact is I'm wrong. He was not 3 yesterday. He was 8 yesterday. And today he's 9. But at one time, a time that seems like forever ago and yesterday at the same time, he was a baby.
|Look at all the people who were just waiting for him to get here. There are plenty more|
but I don't have all those pictures on my computer.
|That hair! I didn't have it cut until he was 2. It was ringlet curly. Even dressed in all blue|
people thought he was a girl.
|That hair got cut off during this time span. :( But it was time for him to look like a little man.|
|He's my mini me for sure.|
|He was dressed as Batman the night his dad and I got married.|
|This was the year baby sister was born.|
|Getting way too big.|
|First lost tooth was around this time.|
|I need to show them all these pictures when they fight.|
|And this is where we are now.|
This post wasn't for any purpose. Not to shed some great light on anything. Just for me to reminisce and remember his life today since that's what we're celebrating.