Colt informed me on the way to preschool this morning that he was "growing up." When I asked in what ways he said, "Well I can get dressed by myself, and brush my teeth, and eat my food by myself . . . even when it's a little hot!" I confirmed the sad truth that he IS indeed growing up. . . and told him how sad I was because I wanted him to stay little so I could hold him forever! He replied with such comforting words, "It's ok Mom. I will visit you, but I'm still growing up."