Transformation

I finally completed another semester of school and have hit the halfway mark - yes, there is a light at the end of the tunnel. I wrapped things up last week and spent Thursday and Friday sitting at home with Jack, in awe of how much he has changed in the last month.

Somehow while I was tucked away behind books and computers he went from scooting and crawling to pulling up and trying to stand on his own. He went from saying "da-da-da-da-da" all the time to babbling all kinds of combinations including my personal favorite "ma-ma". He loves to sit and read to himself or sing songs and clap his hands. Instead of drinking bottles during the day he prefers a cup of milk or juice, throwing it as far as he can to let us know when it is empty.

It is just amazing to me how quickly these changes occur. And while I am ready to welcome them all, I still miss the little boy that would sit nesteled in my lap each day, content to hold my hand and soak in everything I showed him. Now it is he that shows me things, pointing at everything, asking what it is without knowing the words, reminding me of the joy of discovery. I am so thankful for this time with him. So thankful that I get to learn so much every day. So thankful that I get to be a teacher for this child. And so hopeful that I can remember how he is every day, because with each new discovery he changes yet again.