Do you ever have those moments where you look at your kids and think: When did they grow up so much??
T-Man was so proud of himself today because he made lunch all by himself. Granted, it was just PBJ's, but he got out the placemats, plates, bread, and jelly (I helped with the peanut butter b/c it was too high even with a chair) then made sandwiches for himself and Fearless and set them on the table. He even cleaned up his mess afterward. (Apparently getting the peanut butter all the way to the edge of the bread was of upmost importance--so the plate and counter were also peanut buttered.)
While this seems like such a little thing to the grown-ups of the world, to him (and me) this is a major step in his process of growing up. It was one of those moments as a mom where I'm so proud of him for being responsible and able to handle it COMPLETELY by himself, and at the same time I just want to sit him in a high chair and feed him baby food again.