Even before I started looking I knew the evidence was all around our house.
My first clue was the lone baby sock I discovered in the bottom of a suitcase. He hasn’t been able to wear it in three years.
The tiny, white, soft sock, still smelled of Dreft made me nostalgic, yes but also had me searching for more proof…
Upon further investigation, I realized he’s gone from big wooden chunky puzzle pieces with handles to masterfully assembling the 30+ piece sets.
He’s physically heavier, weighting nearly 34 pounds. I never hesitate to carry him when he asks.
No longer in diapers (except at bedtime), he is learning how his body functions and all about feelings.
Instead of moving his cars across the floor, he creates scenarios and they have conversations with one another.
He loves to play Candy Land, Go Fish, Hide & Seek and Red Light, Green Light and I swear uses real strategy to assure a victory.
The pile of 2T and even some 3T clothing builds as we hand down the things he’s outgrown to our friends children.
He has opinions, knows how to make me laugh, recites the Pledge of Allegiance and can sing along to every word of Call Me Maybe.
More often than not, he opts to walk over being pushed in the stroller.
But the real proof that our house no longer has a baby is in his face. It’s more defined instead of soft and round.
He’s gone from a baby to a little boy in the blink of an eye and it is wonderful to witness.
It’s also enough to make me want to sit in a corner with a tub of ice cream and gallon of wine and cry. Maybe I should reach out to my RE and start up on the baby #2 trail again?
Better yet, I’m going enjoy what I have right this very minute.
Funny how much power a lone sock can have.
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There’s a big change between 5 and 6 too! N still was still my baby not so long ago, but she changed in the blink of an eye a couple of weeks before her 6th birthday!
I miss the “baby” days and wish our little ones could stay “little” a wee bit longer.
You know what I wish for you. Sending you hugs, lovely Mommy xoxo
I could tell from all the recent photos you posted of N that she is growing up.
I miss the baby days too, but the little boy days are pretty special as well. xoxo
I know. I know. *hugs*
Sigh…
I can so relate to this. I find little pieces of clothing that to me, were just worn yesterday, and yet they no longer fit. They grow so fast.
Too fast!! The tiny clothing is such a strong reminder of the aging/growing process.
Abbey asked to wear jeans this morning, which is the first time she’s worn them voluntarily in her life. She looks a million years old. (Seriously. I should instagram it.) 🙁
I saw that photo!! Adorable, but what is it about jeans that really ages children?
Isn’t it amazing how little those socks are? So many memories.
I love your stories of Lucas because he seems like such a smart, really great kid. But I do still hope that you get to pull out those baby socks again soon.
Oh, I do too!! So so much.
That’s a powerful sock.
Yes, enjoy this time with him. They quickly change out of it and into something even bigger!
I’m doing my best to soak up his littleness.
Other than pictures I just don’t remember much from Eddie’s baby days. And besides the HUGE moods and ‘tudes he gets now, the little boy phase is something that I just love.
I bought him size 10 shoes the other day.
And then died when he said to me, “my feet are trying to be man feet, mom.”
Ah!
Wow, that older sock is sooo small! It really is hard to believe that Lucas ever used to be that little! It’s really neat to see how he has grown and is developing every time I come for a visit. For the record, if you ever want to find a corner and eat a tub of ice cream and drink a gallon of wine, invite me over and I’ll join me because you know I enjoy both those things very much. And of course, I would cheer you up too. XOXO
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