From the crib to the big boy bed...where did the time go?!

When did my sweet son grow up to be such a big boy?  When did he go from a cute pudgy baby to a tall, skinny toddler?  I remember this picture like it was yesterday...Jack was supposed to be taking a nap.  I heard noise so I went upstairs to check on him.  When I opened the door there he was, standing up on his chubby legs with the biggest grin ever as if to say, "Hi Mom!  No nap for me this afternoon!  I'm too busy cruising around my crib."  I had to get a picture of this and of course, the nap didn't happen.  But that was okay, his adorable grin and sweet face got the best of me!

 

 Jack at 8 months (Something happened with the formatting of my pictures.  I apologize for the way it is displayed.)

 

 

Now, my baby is a toddler who sleeps in a big boy bed!  (We are working on the pacifier!  He can say the word perfectly, which tells us its time to say good bye!)  We had to move Jack there after my c-section with Amelie.  He has adjusted well and is sleeping through the night (at least 95% of the time).

Hard to believe that Jack is 23 months old.  I know that isn't very old, but the days have flown by and I feel as if I've only blinked.  Every day with him is a blessing and I wouldn't trade any of them for the world...even the long days!  One minute he is this helpless baby crying for his mommy and the next he is walking down the stairs like a grown-up and saying things like, "Jack do it!"

Well, its short and sweet and I promise to have more postings in the near future.  But in the mean time, I'm making wonderful memories with my kids! (I love saying that!)