Simple

The doctor walked into the room today and said "Good Morning." Little Altman repeated it so clearly and so kid-like. "Good Morning."

The doctor said take a deep breath and he did. The doctor asked him to open his mouth and say "Ah" and he did. Just like a big kid.

I can remember in the first visits that we'd take Jackson to the doc and he was so tiny. We would take his clothes off and his diaper and lay him on the scale. I had to hold him the whole time because you couldn't just leave him on the table. Today, he stood on the big boy scale. Today, he climbed up and down the latter for the exam table.

Today, he wasn't tiny anymore. We went for a cold. He has a cough and a runny nose. Not a huge deal but after the pneumonia in 2011, I'd rather be safe than sorry.

He took the doctor's stethoscope and placed it around his own neck. He pretended to listen to his own heart. I stood there in awe of him realizing that he is growing so fast.

When he wears shorts, his legs aren't the tiny, chubby baby legs. He is tall for his age and very lean. He has boy legs. There is no baby chub to his face anymore. He looks like a little boy. When he smiles, he has a lot of teeth.

He counts everything. He can count to twenty and gets so excited every time he does it. I told him last night that he was procrastinating going to sleep and he said, "Yes, I crastinate."

Yes, everyone says it goes fast. And yes, I roll my eyes (in my head) when people say it. I say it too (and yes, I roll my eyes at myself) to parents with babies. It is amazing. 2 years and 9 months. Before I can blink, it will be July and he'll be 3. Then, he'll be 10.

What an amazing journey. It is so hard and it makes my head hurt sometimes. Some days, I just want 5 minutes of peace. Most of the time, I don't get it. By the time we get to bedtime, I have forgotten whatever it is that he was doing to drive me crazy. He wraps his arms around my neck and says, "I love you mommy." Four words. They are simple yet so profound.