baby face

so the lady at starbucks looked at alex and said "wow ... he's getting so old."
(yes ... the lady at starbucks in target knows me well)

starbucks lady: how old is he now?

me: 7 months

starbucks lady: he's losing his baby face.

me: yes ... i know. (while thinking thanks for pointing it out lady!)

alex is losing his baby face. i'm not sure how to feel. i'm excited because he is changing in so many fun ways. he's SO close to crawling. he's happy to just sit and play. he's putting sounds together to make his first words. he's trying new foods everyday.

but ... everyday we get further away from those sweet moments where he just wanted to be held. where i could listen to his newborn hums. where i could carry him and my arms didn't get tired. where his itty bitty body was too little for every outfit i tried on him. where he was 100% dependant on me.

*sigh*

i guess i can say it is official. if the starbucks lady noticed it, than it must be true.

alex is growing up.