Time Warp

 Anyone else get the sense that time is moving at incredible speeds these days?

June 2015

March 2016

If you don't believe me, take a look at this handsome baby-not-baby who has become an almost threenager in what feels like a matter of minutes. He seems to be changing at the fastest speed of all. 

There are, though, {thank goodness!} a few little things he still does to let me know that I haven't lost him forever, quite yet:

-Asks me to "hold you" about twelve times a day. Up the stairs, down the stairs, out to the car, down the hall at church, from the couch to the pantry, the pantry to the couch, in line at the store, across the living room to watch the trash trucks, etc. (I am trying to happily oblige, even though I may or may not have another baby in my arms, for the sheer reason that this will likely be fading away very soon).

-Carries his beloved blankie with him EVERYWHERE. And when he throws up on said blankie from crying so hard during his "I want mac-cheese, no don't want mac-cheese" tantrum, he promptly asks for "nother blankie" to replace it. (Thank goodness for back-ups.)

-Loves Daddy. Reveres Daddy. Celebrates Daddy. But, at the end of the day, all he really wants is Mommy.

-While he dabbles in ridiculous Youtube videos, his main source of daily entertainment continues to be from the holy quadruply: Cars, Cars 2, Planes, and...you guessed it...Planes: Fire and Rescue.

And, probably my most favorite: He hugs, kisses, snuggles, and hugs on me unabashedly, all day long. In front of friends, strangers, family, whomever. That's the one I hope stays around the longest. 

I sure do love my tiny tornado.