My little one is 3.
It seems a bit hard to believe…I feel like just yesterday I was rocking you to sleep multiple times a night. Watching your every tiny milestone as the days flew by. Now, you’re turning into such a little boy, full of personality.
You’ve traded in snuggly lovies and pacifiers for fire trucks and legos.
Little ride on toys for motorized vehicles you drive around on our sidewalks.
Finger paints for colored pencils; veggie pouches for salads with grilled chicken (really).
My little sunshine is growing faster than I can believe, and I’m so excited to see the little boy personality flourish before my eyes.
(Just don’t grow too fast.)