"I'm a REAL boy, Gepetto!"
William and I were sitting on the "big bed" when he asked to watch tv. I put on some Classical Baby something-or-other I had recorded that I thought he would like. He got all excited and stared intently at the screen. He had just gotten out of the bathtub and it was nearing bedtime. My little man lied down, grabbed his daddy's shirt to cover up with, and laid his head on a pillow to watch his show. In that instant he grew up to me. His actions weren't that of a baby but of a little boy. More and more each day he acts less like a baby and more like a real boy...and it's breaking his mama's heart! :) As much as I enjoy watching him explore his environment, learning and growing, it has just happened way too fast. I no longer can say, though, that "I have no idea when he grew up on me"...as I know the exact moment, watching hippos dance to Tchaikovsky and cuddling with his Daddy's t-shirt.
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