***WARNING: Sappy Mom Overload***
This photo is Weston at 6 months old. This little guy is officially 2.5 today. It's amazing that he went from a cooing, immobile drool machine to a speaking-full-sentences, running, personality-filled little boy in just two years. While I miss my cuddly cooing baby, I love my messy, loud, semi-independent toddler. He is so fun and inquisitive right now and he is so loving. He gives hugs and kisses without reservation and he snuggles next to me in bed each morning. I find it difficult to envision a time where he will no longer want to come snuggle with me but I know that this can't last forever! I know these moments are fleeting and I try to savor them as much as possible. I love his sweet, soft cheeks, and the downy nape of his tiny neck. I love how his tiny little hand fits inside mine and how his feet still have a little bit of that plump baby thickness. I love the sing-song tone of his small voice when he reads his books to himself, emphasizing all the same words I do when I read the stories to him. I love the look of discovery that appears across his face when he learns something new. I love being his mom and watching Tom be his dad.
Life with a toddler is certainly not always a walk in the park, yet I would repeat every hardship of motherhood a thousand times for just a moment of snuggling with his sweet little presence.
You're on your way to 3, my little man. Please don't hurry!
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