My baby is 3!

Oh my word. I can't believe it. Seriously, remember when your first born turned 3 and you were so excited. All the milestones they had passed and all the "big kid" things they were doing? Well, I remember how all that felt with my firstborn.

But now it was my baby turning three. THREE! What? He's still a baby. A baby can't be three! Babies are...well, babies.

They are not  supposed to be talking, or walking, sleeping in a "big bed" or be potty trained. But MY baby is all of those things!

What does that mean?

He's NOT a baby anymore?

I beg to differ. He still has his baby curls. Think I can keep those around for at least another year? I'm hoping so. My baby should NOT have a big boy haircut.


Maybe when he's 6 or...18. Maybe by then we'll have stopped calling him " Baby Lightsey."

Although I doubt it.