Growing Up

In the past few days I've noticed something...

Oliver's been doing something I'm not sure I approve of...

I know it's for his own good...

But my sweet baby boy has started using...

actual words.

It's not a broombroom now, it's a car

It's not a cuckey, it's a truck

It's not a blubblub, it's a fish

It's not a baabaa, it's a sheep.

My little baby boy is using more and more words, and while it is so exciting to see him able to express himself more and more, I see his babyhood slipping through my fingers way WAY too quickly.