Not a baby anymore

Yesterday I looked at Levi and felt like crying. Only because when I looked at him he did not have the super chubby little face that I know was there the day before. He didn't look short and plump, but rather he looked tall and lean.

I asked Justin if he noticed it. He said he noticed Levi has been looking older lately. It happened over night for me. He is no longer our 2 year old baby, but instead our 2 1/2 year old big boy.

This has got to be one of the saddest stages.

Right now he loves Star Wars. Yes that's right. Our 2 1/2 year old LOVES Star Wars. He plays with storm trooper legos all day, he wants to fight with light sabers, he loves talking about Darth Vader and Yoda, and then sings the Star Wars Anthem as loud as possilbe.

He's got a bit of a two year old, third child, I'm awesome attitude.


But when I still see that he has some good sized cheeks, chubby little hands, and comes to me with his mee-mee and wants to cuddle; I know that he is still our little baby boy.
So, I am okay. For now.