Gone

Gone are the days where I can place my son on the floor, surrounded by toys and get something done. Gone are the days when he will stay in the same place I left him when I turn back around. Gone are the days where he will peacefully sit in my lap and be entertained simply by my hands. Gone are the days when I can eat something within arms length of him. Gone are the days when Maelyn's dollies were safe in their cubbies and Tristyn's markers could be left on the floor. Today my little buddy moved all around the room, drew a mustache on himself and dove headfirst into a toybox full of Barbies! Let the boyhood begin....