He Thinks He's A Big Boy Already

Really, he does. He thinks he's grown. He tries to feed himself and brush his own teeth. He even tries to wander off without me (luckily so far only when he's comfortable in the location. i.e. not on busy streets or in stores.) Sometimes he doesn't even want to hold my hand. I should probably be sad, but I love watching him try to do it all himself. And, then when he figures out he still needs me that little hand reaches out and my heart melts into a big puddle.