When did we get one month shy of this kid's third birthday?
When did he go from my itty bitty, fresh and new with all the insecurities that being a first time mom holds, to this mister?
Thank goodness I still get glimpses when he sleeps.
Oh sweet, troublesome, inquiring Isaac, "I love you soooo much." Regardless of how many times you, in reply, tell me you only love me "a little bit."