It's 11:15 on a Monday night and for some reason I can't go to sleep...It could be that my mind is filled with all the thoughts of what I need to do tomorrow. Wash the car (believe me it needs it), clean our room, organize the chaos that is all over our desk, clean logan's room, dinner etc. Then I start to think about my little man. People keep saying "they grow up fast!, don't miss anything!" , I used to humor them and say "Yeah I know" or "Im sure they do!" and then I had him. You see in a little over one month he is going to be two. I can't fathom it, I am not ready for it, and most of all when did it happen?? when did he grow another whole year? I wasn't ready for it when he turned one but now i've come to terms with it....I think this year turned me for a loop when looking back he has grown SO much in JUST a year. He has gone from crawling to walking, gurgling to talking, and content in my arms to exploring his world. This little man loves to dance, say his ABC's (and point to the right ones too!), tell you over and over where the octagons are, drink his "koo-aid", watch his Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, go to sleep with 3 things: 1. na-na (his binkie), 2. grover, and 3. his blankie, he has gotten over his fear of the water and will run to it if we aren't careful, loves yelling for us when he's in bed and its been over an hour since we put him in there, playing "games" with daddy on the Wii, going bye-byes, and so much more. Really where does the time go?
