Oh, baby Nathan, please don't grow up so fast!

After seeing how fast Caleb became a two-year-old, I'm already mourning the fact that Nathan is growing so quickly.  As much as I love each stage they go through, I'm realizing there are only so many more times he is going to hold my hand when I nurse him...only a handful left of big, sloppy, open-mouthed kisses...just a few more moments of him staring in wonder at my face as if it is the most lovely thing he has ever seen.

I know that pretty soon he'll be more interested in cars and trucks, running and playing.  I LOVE the older playful stages too, but this momma is sad my baby is slipping away.  Maybe it is because my attention is divided and I don't get to soak in every second I have with Nathan.  So I'm being sentimental.  And I made a little video of my baby Nathan.

It is totally amateur (which I hope to get better) and sappy, but I'm desperate to record these moments that I feel are passing too swiftly.  One day I'll be able to go back and watch, remember when, and probably bawl my eyes out.  I love my baby!