You know sometimes you see your child engaged in an activity or with a certain expression and you get a glimpse of the future that is ahead. Well these two shots were one of those moments. At first when Sullivan wanted to climb onto this bike I thought he’s just a baby…he won’t be able to sit and hold on and then low and behold up he climbed up all by himself and sat there like a big boy and all of a sudden the image of a 5 or 7 year old Sullivan hit me. An image of a young boy riding his bike around the neighborhood and trying to jump ramps like his older friends taught him to do. Then later again when he was eating pizza at the birthday party. Usually we have to cut up the pizza into small bites for him to handle and chew and I looked over today and there he was standing holding a FULL slice all by himself chewing away big bites like some teenage boy scarfing down a snack in between basketball practice and piano lesson. There seem to be less and less baby moments these days and more and more big boy moments and oh how I wish I could have just one day back of that tiny 6 lb. baby. The tiny baby that was strange and scary to me at the time. The tiny baby that I worried about and wished was older and could do more. Now that I am more confident and more secure with my Mommyness….I want to go back and do it again with the knowledge and the information I have now. So for now I just grab him and force him into a baby hold and rock him for as many seconds as he will allow which is usually zero. …zero seconds before I hear “Down, Down”.