Not a baby anymore....

My baby isn't a baby anymore... He now sleeps in his own bed, insists on "helping himself" instead of anyone else helping him, and starts preschool on Wednesday.  I think I'm probably more worried than he is and hope that this year is better. He's with 11 other kids only and in a really small YWCA program so I think it will be. He's all excited that his backpack and coat go in the "rooster cubby" and of course the playground. It's funny to look at all of his baby pictures and then look at him and see how he's grown in the last 4 and a half years. Sometimes I feel like that time was wished away because of school or work and I forgot all about the whole part that I wanted to keep around. I tell him all the time to stop growing and the quick response has always been, "No! I want to grow up and be a strong firefighter!" This two year obsession has gone crazy! Firstly, 2 years seems crazy - obsessed for half your life about being a firefighter seems so extreme but then I wonder if that's what he'll eventually do.  I also laugh as mom tells him that she wants him to go to college. While I do to, I also realize because of work that it isn't for everyone. I guess only time will tell!