soon-to-be three

hendrix has become a full fledged nose picker.  he is obsessed with tractors, tools, trucks, all things boy.  anything his father does...he does too. or better if you listen to his stories.  this is the time of year that i always start getting sick to my stomach with nostalgia.  hendrix's bff, jackson, has a birthday 1 month before hendrix's birthday and it always leaves me stunned that these boys are turning another year older.  hendrix is more and more of a little boy and less and less of a toddler every day.  it is heartbreaking and beautiful at the same time.  my brother once said that one of the greatest and worst things about having children is watching them grow up.  i love the nose picking, but i miss the blue, bulb syringe too.  isn't that gross?  only a mother....