Shot through the heart...again...

Last night, I was standing in the kitchen, holding Noel...and both of us were talking to Jeff. Suddenly, Noel started being squirmy. I was trying to finish my conversation with Jeff, so I wrestled Noel for a minute or two before trying to figure out what all the worming around was about. When I was done talking, I asked Noel what he needed, to which he replied, his usual, "Nuh-sing." The cuteness got me, and I flipped him around and started giving him "smooches." I ended up cradling him like a baby, and just as I was about to say to Jeff, "look at my sweet baby boy, " Noel interrupted me to say, "I not a baby...more!"

Sigh.

He's right. He's not a baby anymore...