Yesterday was one of those days. You know, the ones when your child does something that let’s you know they aren’t babies anymore and that they really are growing up. As mothers, I think we dread them because we always want to hold on to that little piece of baby as much as possible.

My little Logan can say his S’s now.

No more “melling” (smelling). “What that mell?”
No more “niffing” (sniffing). “I can’t mell if I’m not niffing!”
No more “nood” (Snood). “Dwanma, can I play nood?”

I’ve never hated the letter S so much as I do today.