Our Growing Boy

A couple of months ago the teachers at daycare started to ask us how we could afford to keep Enoch fed. A little while later we noticed his growing appetite and we knew that a growth spurt was coming. Then yesterday, I realized it had come and maybe gone for now. My little boy is taller, leaner, and even cuter than ever. His pants and shirts are shorter these days. And last night, we found him sleeping on our bed (not an uncommon occurrence). I picked him up and carried him up the flight of stairs. His legs hung lower than before, and he just felt so big. I tucked him in and stood there marveling at what a great kid he is, and how lucky I am to be his mom. I guess I can't keep him small forever. Don't worry, you'll see recent pictures of him soon, but right now, I needed this old one.