Spoon!

All references to The Tick aside, Will decided this morning that he was such a big boy that he could help Daddy feed him. The results were slightly messy, but adorable. He did a great job, though.

He just doesn't look like a little baby anymore. It's such a mixture of emotions to watch him grow up and become more independent. Part of me is so proud to see him try new things and watch his little gears turn as he tries to figure something out. The other part, deep down, is screaming, "NO! You're my baby! Slow down! You'll be in kindergarten before I blink twice!"

The best thing, though, is that he's started to give hugs. REAL hugs, not just snuggling his head in. I picked him up from daycare yesterday, and he put his arms on my shoulders, laid his head on my left shoulder, and squeezed. It was, as his Bear in the Big Blue House CD suggests, "better than the best."