My little man is growing up. Far too quickly for his momma. I knew it would happen before he was born, after all, all of my other children did it. I blinked and they graduated high school.
Today the crib was taken apart and the twin bed with side rails were put together. I still haven't gotten him his special bedding. I haven't decided between trains, Sesame Street, or dinosaurs...he changes his mind hourly. For now he has the bedding we have on hand. And his "fee/free" (not quite sure which it is...lol) ... that is what he calls his special blanket. I don't know why. I asked him a couple weeks ago why. He has started talking quite well. Sentences are coming together so I thought that maybe he could finally answer the question.. "Aiden, why do you call it fee?" His answer... "because it's fee". Well that answers that.
The other night I had been cooking. He was in his high chair watching me in between watching Barney. I went and used the bathroom. When I came out he pointed to the kitchen and yelled "momma... get in there and cook". I had to chuckle as it was a pretty good sentence and such a MAN thing to say. lol
So, tonight I keep going into his room. Checking on him. He still looks so tiny in that great big bed. I keep hoping that things will slow down a bit. I know they won't. For now, I'm going to try not to blink.