H was sitting in his highchair this morning watching me prepare some snacks for the day while I pulled a song to sing him from my ever growing repertoire of nursery rhymes & children's songs. As I was packing up some trail mix to munch on, I started one of his favorites:
"There was a farmer had a dog and Bingo was his name-o!"
To my amazement, H started clapping his hands when I got to the chorus. I was filled with joy & pride with a hint of melancholy. When did my little baby get so big?