"I Big Boy!"

"I big boy." Those words actually came out of Cooper's mouth today at Wal-Mart. Those three words took a toll on me and stopped me dead in my tracks. I teared up in Wal-Mart! I did! He's a big boy. It happened so fast...

No more open mouthed, slobbery kisses. He can make the kissy face - - and the sound.

No more arms reaching up constantly for me to hold him. This boy's just gotta RUN.

No more Mommy turning the pages of the book for him as we read. That's his favorite part these days.

It's a good thing that he just keeps getting more fun to be around each day. Although I'm super sad that I won't be getting anymore of those sloppy kisses, turning the pages of his books, and holding him every second we're together (among the hundreds of the other "big boy" things he's graduated to these days), I think it would be much harder to handle all of the "new" without all of the "new". Every day is like Christmas. He gives me a new "present" every day!

Wouldn't trade being this "big boy's" Mommy for the world...