I don't even know where to start. My baby boy is almost 3. In one way, I feel like this makes sense. He's a walking, talking little man, wise beyond his years...but on the other hand, how can he be three years old? We went swimming this weekend (awesome Mommy/Holden date), and I talked to him about how many things he has learned this year. I'm not sure if it made as much of an impact on him as it did on me, but that's okay...
He started going to day care. That was a big transition. I look back on that and am still amazed he cried so much. He never had a problem being apart from us, but that was a really big first step.
He can really talk. He was talking at two, but now he says a lot and about everything. He is hilarious. At least once a day, he says something to make me stop or completely laugh out loud. We need a quote board.
He became a big brother. Like the day I took him to the pool, I get these little glimpses of what our life used to be like. Life has changed a lot, and I need to remind myself that he is still a baby and needs momma a lot.
And finally...He's learning to be diaper free. Perhaps maybe the biggest accomplishment of all?
I love you so much Holden, my heart could burst. I am exhausted 99% of the time, but I still think you are the cutest, the brightest, and the funniest guy I know.