I'm on a Roll

Dylan's birthday is this Friday and as it creeps closer and closer, I mourn the loss of my baby. My figurative baby. He is a little boy now. Tall and strong. Handsome and funny. I am with him every moment and yet, he still can surprise me. Dylan doesn't talk much, so hearing "Dank You, Mommy" from the tiny little man voice was a complete shocker to me. A wonderful shocker. The boy can hardly ask for juice but here he is, in his sweet little voice, thanking me for it. Everyday he grows bigger and everyday I realize that one day, he'll be embarrassed when I call him my baby. But that's what he'll forever be. My sweet, little baby.