My Baby Will Always Be My Baby
He's usually running way too fast to slow down and take a picture.
Legend is already two and I'm always wondering how time has flown by so quickly.
But every now and then my wild child slows down enough to sit next to me and babble.
Or he'll cuddle with me on the couch.
Or smile and lift his arms for me to pick him up.
And I remember that no matter how big he gets... how fast he runs... or how much of a "big boy" he's turning into... my baby will always be my baby.