...Turns into THIS. IN JUST FIVE YEARS.
(photo credit to my amazing friend C, who is an expert at wielding whatever you call that kind of camera NOT attached to a cell phone.)
Tonight, I put him to bed and told him I loved him, saying tearily, "I'm so glad you're my baby."
To which he responded, "I'm not a baby, Mommy."
AND THEN I CRIED AND HE STARED AT ME LIKE I WAS A LUNATIC.
Which I am, mostly, but that's neither here nor there.
Five years ago, I rested his brand-new baby body on my chest for the first time, inhaling that magical scent of newborn and marveling that this tiny human was my own. In the time that has marched past since, he has made us laugh, cry, grit our teeth, and burst with pride, sometimes all at once.
Would that I had the words to do justice to how much I love this little monster.
I'll Love You Forever
I'll Like You For Always
As Long As I'm Living,
My Baby You'll Be