My Baby Is No Longer My Baby

Okay, I tried to post this the night on Logan's birthday party but got all emotional. Those of you that know me know that this is a totally normal thing for me but I had to quit and I'm fine today (I think). So, Logan turned 2 last week and I'm realizing now more than ever that my baby is no long my baby. So, even though he can't read and may never see this post, this is for him.





Logan,

I love the way you smile that big cheesy smile and give that fake laugh when you are 'trying' to be funny. I love the way you wake up in the morning and are instantly concerned about your sister and if she's awake, you give her a kiss. I love how you run (it looks more like a speed walk). I love how you are so shy around people until it is time to leave and then you'll tell them bye! I love how you tease mom and dad with who you love more just to get a rise out of us! I love all your help with the dishes even when you put the dirty ones away. Although it wasn't funny at the time, I love the innocent way you said "yes" when I asked you if we are supposed to write all over ourselves with marker while mom is in the shower. I love to watch you think things through and concentrate so hard and how you can make something work. I love to listen to you say your prayers and then in five minutes hear you snoring. I love that you still want to cuddle. I love how you 'exercise' to stall bedtime. I love you kisses and squeezes. Although I would never be able to write everything I love about you I think what I love most of all is how you make me so happy. You are a huge blessing in our lives and I don't know how we could have ever been happy without you here and a part of our family. You are growing up so fast and I am so grateful that I have the chance to be your mother.