Our big boy is growing up... We've been trying to put the brakes on but its not working.
He'll be 3 in a few months!!
Our friend Gloria gave us the advise before Carter was born that just because we have a new "baby" in the house to try not to force Mason into being a big boy. He's still our baby. Thus he's still sleeping in a crib, until last night...
We've had this bed in his room, just sitting there, not pushing it and last night he said he was ready.
To be honest we weren't pushing it for selfish reasons, we like/need our sleep and we have fears that his accessibility to the floor, then the door, then our room, might be just too much freedom for this guy.
But this morning at 6:45 I was greeted by the sweetest little towhead standing by my bed saying "Mommy its light outside". And it made it all worth it... Don't worry I am by no means under the impression that it is going to be this blissful every morning.
Its hard to say ALL of the amazing things Mason is doing. It seems like every week it is something new. The big one is that he is almost totally potty trained. We still use a diaper at night but nonetheless I am SO PROUD of my boy. He is a puzzle king. He is very spacially minded, you should see him with blocks, Lego's.. you name it he is so focused. We 're working on writing letters now. For my own memory, he has known his ABC's for a good year now and he counts to 20, he is just a little sponge. He will be starting preschool in a few weeks. I'm a little nervous to be honest. I guess I can see why moms cry when they drop their baby off at kindergarten. Its all starting, school, friends, activities... time away from home, away from us, from me, but I know he is ready and I know he going to thrive. At least that's what I keep telling myself.
I took him on his first little sailing adventure over the weekend and he was so brave. He held on tight and watched the water splash over the bow of the boat. We saw a seal, pelicans and dolphins. It was a perfect day to celebrate my first baby, who is now such a big boy.





