I just cleaned 4 years of grime off of our high chair because Jayce is now in a booster seat at the table.
He sits there like it is no big deal.
We just took down our two walk through baby gate (technically Jayce ripped one out of the wall, hulk style) Why have a gate up when the youngest child can open it on his own.
He would walk through and then close it behind himself like it was no big deal.
I no longer have to carry Jayce to the van. He can climb into the van and then into his seat all by himself.
He jumps in a waits to be buckled like it is no big deal
When Jayce finds trash on the floor he takes it to the trash can.
He tells me later that he threw something away like it is no big deal.
But it is a big deal. To me at least. My baby is doing things for himself, needing me less and less. That is a big deal! I think my husband is secretly thrilled with all of these events, but I am somehow sad. It is odd feeling less needed by my kids. For nearly 4 years now I have been needed. Now all of a sudden, I'm kinda not. I am grateful that my kids are happy, healthy and basically normal. Still it stinks a little to see the babyness stripped from our house.
This new phase of life will be fun I am sure, each season of life is precious in its own way. I am looking forward to this new season. And someday perhaps there will be another season of babies for us. Right now I am focusing on my two wonderful kids who are growing up quicker than I could have ever imagined.