To my growing baby...

Where has my baby boy gone? Every time I look at you, you are changing, growing, blossoming into a little boy. You are such a chatter box these days, and your time on the swing yesterday was no exception. You laughed alot, you giggled tons and you babbled in between almost the whole time as if you had very important things to tell me. And I have no doubt whatever those things were, they ARE important and spectacular. How did I find pleasure in the little things before you? How did I look at the world? I try to remember, but I can't. You have expanded my world and opened it up and made me see the world through your curious little eyes and I love it. I love you. You will continue to grow, continue to amaze me, I'm sure, but you will always ALWAYS be my baby boy.