Over the past few month, time seemed to be racing by.
It reminded me of something my grandmother said to me, "The older you get, the faster time seems to pass." She was right and it made me sad. I want to enjoy the time I have on this Earth without feeling like it's going to zip by until I'm dead.

I took the Friday after Thanksgiving off, to send a four day weekend with Alex and I'm glad I did. Time slowed down.
An hour felt like an hour and I got to read and play with my son. I even set up his Christmas diorama stuff and got it all plugged in. I don't think he gets Christmas and what it's all about, but he loves the decorations. Through his eyes, I enjoy the holiday more.

He lost his first baby tooth last weekend while eating an apple. He swallowed it. He wasn't too keen on having the fake tooth and slip of paper that said 'tooth' under his pillow. He kept throwing it on the floor. He got over it and went with it. The tooth fairy still came and gave Alex his 'gold coin'. It's a $1 presidential coin.
He's got another tooth on the way, so we'll get to do it again soon.

He's growing so fast, but it's nice to know that when the conditions are right, time will stand still and you can drink up what and who's around you.