Oh my gosh, my baby is almost crawling. I could have a near-panic attack here about how fast he’s growing up, but instead, let’s focus on the cuteness of Knox doing his army man crawl across his blanket. He is going after a watch (what can I say, my child loves bling of any kind… he’s kind of like a squirrel in that respect).
Can you believe that? I can’t. It *just* happened in the past three days, and now he’s scooting around like nobody’s business. He is now a man on a mission when he sees something he wants (like the trash can). His new favorite thing? Crawling over to the Jumperoo, laying underneath it, looking up and touching it with his hand to make the music start. Why is that fun? I don’t know. But he likes it.
I’m not sure how I feel about this growing up thing… one part of me is so incredibly happy to see him progressing and growing up. Because he’s supposed to. That’s the way it works, right? The other part? It screams “SLOW DOWN!” No matter how many times people tell you that kids grow up so fast, you’ll never understand the true implications of that statement until you experience it for yourself. So, at the risk of sounding oh-so-cliche, let me tell y’all, THEY GROW UP SO FAST!
I swear, I just gave birth to him, like, yesterday.
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