I look at my little boy and I see with everyday that he is growing taller and leaner. Those little cheeks are still adorable and oh so sweet but he is just growing straight up and down. I miss the little baby rolls. He still has a few but they are disappearing fast.
I can ask him questions like, " Where did Mema and Papa go?" He then turns around and goes to the door that they left from and knocks and waves. His comprehension amazes me.
I can ask him for a kiss, and he comes to me, leans forward, so I can kiss his forehead.
I have to stop being so sentimental with some of this stuff but everything reminds me that time is not standing still. Also it breaks Tyler's heart when I cry, that makes me upset, and then we are both snotty nosed crying messes.