Just today, I realized that BJ is no longer really considered a "toddler". Even though he's only (almost) 15 months old, he runs around like he owns the joint, eats regular table food, talks up a storm, and is basically a small, tiny person.
I have a toddler as a son. (Some of you are probably rolling your eyes and going "DUH"... lol)
He's no longer a baby:
No. He's a full blown toddler:
I love him but seriously, he makes me feel old. Time flies way too fast.