Oh How The Years Go By

When The Rock Star was just a few days old we took his picture on his daddy's Seahawks jersey. By the way, it is ridiculously impossible that he was ever this small. Impossible. It was all a figment of my overactive imagination.

A year later he looked like this:

That's a lot of changing in a year. It always amazes me just how much they change in one year. They go from looking like some kind of glow worm type thing to a miniature human. It's unreal. The changes just kept coming because then he turned into this:
Note the shirt that he's wearing. It's a green shirt. There is a picture of a little creature and it says Mr. Silly. His daddy bought it for him and he adored it.

What strikes me, now that I see these pictures together, is how little he changed between two and three. Don't get me wrong, he went from barely speaking to chattering about anything and everything all day long. But physically, he just didn't change all that much.

Note the shirt that he's wearing. It's a green shirt. There is a picture of a little creature and it says Mr. Silly. His daddy bought it for him and he still adores it. I didn't even remember that he had this shirt last year, let alone that he wore it in the annual Seahawks jersey pic. Oh well. And hey, San Diego fans, never fear, Garrett is a huge Chargers fan. We figure it's okay for him to have two teams. After all, they're not even in the same league.

When I look at these pictures, in chronological order, they don't seem quite so impossible. But, when I look at the first one compared to the last, well, I practically hyperventilate and feel the need to drown my sorrows in some sort of non-alcoholic blended fruit drink with an umbrella poking out the top. It's sheer ridiculousness.

Just thought I'd share a couple more pictures with you to get my mind off the fact that my son will not stop growing and climbing and getting himself into all sorts of shenanigans that I feel directly correspond to the fact that he's now a little boy.

Slow down, Matthew! Slow down. Stay like this! There is no reason for you to turn into that huge three-year-old lying next to you. Tell you what, I'll let you get to six months. Then I want you to stay small and squeally forever.

Okay. So. On Monday The Rock Star and his daddy went to Men's Warehouse to order their tuxedos for my brother's wedding. Apparently, the lady who was fitting them thought it would be funny to stretch out a sock and put it on Garrett's head. Of course, Garrett found it gut busting hilarious. He had to show me the minute they got home.

Yes, I know. It sure looks like White Boy is wearing a do-rag. I think it kind of looks like he's getting ready to get his wig on because he's about to be in a play. And, well, you know that they share just about everything. That, plus the fact that we really couldn't resist, led to this:

Do-rag sportin' Spud. And we couldn't stop laughing. And Matthew thought it was just as hilarious as Garrett did.