Yesterday, I walked into the sitter's house and a toddler carrying a toy ran up to me. I picked up that baby boy who began to call for Papa, his sitter, repeatedly. On the way home I kept catching glimpses of this little boy in my mirror. When I got home this toddler brought me item after item I requested, he played by himself- dunking a basketball for ten minutes, he shook his head when he didn't want food, said up when he needed love, and fell asleep after a sippy cup and not a bottle. It happened yesterday... I saw that my once chunky little baby is growing skinny and looking more and more like a little boy.