Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Growing Up

Sometime over the course of the weekend, Patrick and I looked at each other and said, "Um.  Miles is getting big.  When did that happen?"

He can ride a carousel by himself.

He sits and tells you what he's thinking and feeling.

He carries his own backpack and lunch bag on school days.

He's tall enough now to help push the cart at the grocery store, or ride on the back of it.

He can ask specifically for things he wants and needs.

He talks on the phone, and is fairly coherent.

He can paint, and color, and draw.

He can answer questions with thoughtful, insightful ideas.

He sings songs, and even gets most of the words right.

He can make toast, and waffles, and peanut butter sandwiches, and basic salsa, with only the smallest amount of help.

He repeats everything he hears, and seems to understand a great deal of it.

He has an imaginary friend.

My baby is definitely no longer a baby.


  1. I nominated you for the Liebster award!


  2. Yeah - don't blink - soon he will be telling you about all of the things HIS kids are doing!!