I don't wanna grow up...

I've been holding onto Logan tight and haven't wanted to let him grow up. I didn't have trouble getting rid of the crib for the big bed but weaning from the pacifier (aka "the plug") and venturing away from diapers is killing me! Babies don't wear big boy underwear!

Last night Logan came into the living room and said "Mommy, I'm gonna need the plug." Trey and I burst out in laughter. I think it's time!

And the other clue that it's time for Logan to grow up came this weekend when he climbed under the table at a restaurant and said, "I hidin' and poopin'!" Yep...it's time.

I am still not ready but realize I have no choice in the matter. Logan is growing up and there isn't anything I can do about it. Grrr! I feel like it is all happening so fast! My mom has hinted that perhaps it's time for another baby. I would like nothing more but it isn't in the cards just yet. (unemployment and Trey's new career do not make for good conditions to add to the family) I think getting the new puppy was a bit of an effort to redirect my need to nurture a baby?? Trey may have to drag me kicking and screaming along the way, but we are going to let Logan be a big boy. No plug, no more diapers. (But, he'll still have Grover...)