I think I have finally realized that Thomas isn't little anymore. I keep looking at him across the room, searching for a hint of a baby-look to his face, and not finding it anywhere. I can't imagine 8 months from now watching him disappear onto a big yellow school bus.
Today I feel like holding on to every last minute of childhood.
Other days...I feel like I wish certain parts of it would go faster....today, though, I want to cherish it.
Here is Mr T...Tom-O...Thomas...helping me practice for an upcoming photoshoot.