Smell the Roses

I'm sitting here and across the hall I can here my sweet boy putting himself to sleep. It's been going on for half an hour - some little whimpers, some of his new chit chat, some singing (of sorts) and just general mumbling. It feels like only yesterday that Rob and I took turns pacing the house - all the lights off, total silence - trying to get him to sleep at night. Now we just put him to bed say goodnight and he does all the hard work himself. It all changes so fast and every now and then I'm reminded to stop getting caught in the mundane routines of the day but rather to notice all the special moments in between.