My little buddy, Jack Cannon

I get sad so often because my little boy is growing up right in front of me.  I feel like yesterday he was a bald headed little baby that loved to play with my hair to go to sleep.  Now I have a little curly haired boy that has enough hair that he doesn't need mine anymore. 
I miss those days, but look forward to the ones in front of us.

I love him so much.  My little man.