mullet no more

so... a couple of months ago, we were all at chick-fil-a.  i was visiting with a friend while steve braved the playground with the boys.  at some point, i glanced up and did the mom mental kid count (if you are a mom of more than one kid, you know what i mean) and just as i was counting titus, he turned around to face me and i realized that the child that i was counting was not my son.  this child was, in fact, not even a boy.  she was a really cute little girl with blonde curly hair so much like my son's that i had mistaken her for mine.  and i knew it was time... i was finally ready to see that sweet little mullet go.

so, we did it. and he grew up immediately.  in fact, that week, he stopped using a sippy cup and a booster seat.  he knew he was different and he wanted us to know it too!  it took me a week to get used to it, and i am still surprised some days at how much he resembles gabe at that age.