Growing Up

R stayed the night at my parents' house last night so she could go to her cousins' birthday party.  She had so much fun at the party that she told them that it was time for bed when they left!  This lollipop is from Aunt Jenny and Uncle Jason.  She was just a little excited about it!

B was his usual happy self most of the time, but got a little overwhelmed because he didn't get to take his normal naps, so he got a little cranky in the afternoon and wanted to nurse a lot.  But that's the benefit of breastfeeding, it's not really a huge deal in the long run.  He's getting to be such a smiler and talker!  He loves to coo and blow bubbles.  

(please excuse the silly hat on B.  I do know that it's 100* outside and his head will stay plenty warm without it)

So, tonight, I just have this overwhelming urge to bring both babies (yes, R is still my baby) in bed with me and just snuggle.  To enjoy how little they are right now and how someday, much too soon, they won't want to snuggle with mommy and daddy anymore.  Why can't my babies stay little?  R has officially graduated from a 4T to a 5.  For the last 6 months or so she's been on the edge, but she's still been small enough to buy clothes in the 'baby girl' section.  Now that she's a 5, she's officially in the 'girls' section.  How did this happen?  How did my little angel grow up so fast?  And B is already sitting in the Bumbo, sleeping through the night, and prefers his 'alone' time in the bouncy chair in the mornings.  I just want to keep them little forever.  I guess this is the constant reminder that life never stays the same.  And that I need to keep my camera out at all times.  I love watching them grow and learn and be kids, but it's a little heart-wrenching at the same time.  Well, it's a lot heart-wrenching.