I really can’t believe it’s already here.
Today, Friday the 15th of March, is Mason’s last day as a two year old. Tomorrow? I will officially have a THREE year old!
I have to admit, the entire time I was pregnant and then after Mason was born, I pictured his first time rolling over, his first time sitting up, when he would begin to crawl, when he’d start to talk, walk, run, play with trucks, etc etc etc, but I never pictured having a kid who was THREE YEARS OLD.
Where has the time gone?!
