Lights have always been ba-ba’s since he could say anything at all, even as he learned other proper words, they remained ba-ba’s - until last night. He pointed up at his light and said “light” - sounds simple and commonplace, but it marks a milestone. My little baby is now a little boy, in everything he does actually. He knows most of his letters, can sort all of his shapes, he can organize the pantry when he wants to, feeds himself, undresses himself, and walks everywhere. I’m glad that he is growing up and I love every new thing that he does, but it’s sad too that he isn’t my little baby anymore.