Twenty - Ten has a more special meaning to me, right now.
Isaac will be 20 months old in a couple days, and has been home 10 months now.
I can hardly believe it. I won't be able to call him 'my baby' for much longer. He's growing so fast and the time is really flying by.
Soon we'll be celebrating Family Day in April - the day we became a forever family.
Then before we catch our breath, his 2nd birthday will be here in June.
Makes me realize I have to stop and treasure every little special moment with him before he's too big for Mommy's "10,000 kisses" and cuddly hugs.
I wish I could bottle up those sweet baby kisses and that sweet baby scent and save it for when he's older and "too big for that mushy stuff"....