So I looked at Big J today and realized: he is a boy. I <know he is a boy .... what I mean is, he is no longer a baby.
We got his haircut on Saturday and when he puts on his little shorts and t-shirt for the new day, he is this little dude wondering around our house. It is bittersweet.
My little Bug as become this person that thinks on his own (ooh - he certainly has a stubborn streak ... I am not quite sure where he got that from *wink, wink*) and comes up with some great one-liners.
Yesterday he told me, "Mommy, I guess I kind of like girls a little bit. But I always like you a lot. I just still don't like pink."
Goofball.
Now if we could just get Little j - my screamer - to talk!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Time flies by
posted at 2:09 PM
Labels: Big J, boys, growing up, little j
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