Moments like these make my heart hurt a little. I'm not ready for Drew to be 7. There are days (like yesterday) that I will look at him and think "How did this happen so fast? Weren't you just toddling around a few days ago?"
I mean, just look at the cuteness:
My sweet baby Drew is now almost as tall as my shoulders and wouldn't be caught dead hugging his Mom in public. He plays baseball, wrestles with his brother and dad, and reads all of the time.
Don't hate me for saying this, but I feel like life is a little bit too easy around here these days. No diapers, no paci addicts, no bottles, no sleepless nights.......A new normal has set in. Our challenges are no longer sleeping through the night but getting along with his brother. Talks about not hitting people have been replaced with talks about girls he likes. His blocks and fisher-price toys are long gone; their spots now filled with Legos and DS games.
Part of me wants to go back, the other part of me doesn't. As much as I miss that little baby I cuddled with, I also love talking to the kiddo that he has become. I am so stinkin proud of him. I know that 7 years from now when he is a teenager I will yearn to go back to where I am today. I will be wishing for 7 again. I guess my point is you have to learn to enjoy the moment. Every day is so special with them, and you can't get them back..... don't waste them wishing for yesterdays. It's fine to look back, but don't stay there long. You might miss something amazing here and now.