Lately I've been noticing that Max is really starting to grow into a little boy. He's becoming more and more independent, he talks like a normal little human being, & he can do so many things for himself.
The other day when I was getting ready to go to work, Sean came into the ensuite and said that my sister (who currently lives with us) had offered to take Max to daycare with her girls. It would have made things easier (I'm always running late for work after dropping Sean off at the train and Max off at daycare), but I said no because I like the job of dropping him off in the mornings. I finished getting ready and went out to the car, and there was Max climbing into his seat in my sister's car. I looked at Sean and he said 'Max really wants to go with Jenny'.
I stuck my head into the car and Max said to me 'bye Mumma, I go daycare with Jenny now'. At the moment I was so full of pride that he is growing up and learning to be independent, but so sad that my baby didn't feel like he needed me.
Some days I would love to be able to freeze time and have him as my little baby just for an extra couple of months. I love this little monster to pieces :)