This week, Owen slept in his big boy bed...not once...not twice...but three nights in a row without getting up. Not even once. I'm still not sure if this is a fluke...nor do I want to jinx it! So for now, we're just taking it one night at a time. Cross your fingers that tonight he does just as well!!
But anyway, back to my original thought...somehow this little boy, my baby, has turned into an independent, spirited 2 and a half year old. I remember bringing him home...and how small and fragile he was. And now, he's wearing 3T PJ's, sleeping in a big boy bed with dinosaur sheets and pillows and doing things for himself. He can pick out DVD's and load the DVD player. He can pick from the fridge what he is interested in eating. He's a rambunctious ball of non-stop energy and laughter. He has no fear and has taken a few bumps and bruises without even flinching...bumps and bruises that I'm pretty sure would have brought me to tears.
Two years sure goes by in a flash!! Don't grow up on me too fast little man. Momma's not sure if she can take it!
2 comments:
Congrats on the big boy bed move! Hope he continues to do well!
Stop, that gave me a tear or two. Where has the time went. Love ya guys
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