It is amazing how hundreds of tiny imperceptible changes over time can suddenly add up to a major shift, powerful enough to bring tears to my eyes. Ollie just woke up from a weirdly-timed nap (6p-10p) and is a completely different person. For the first time I see no trace of the baby or toddler in him. He's a kid now, 3.5 years in, all of a sudden.

He's huge. How did I not notice he was huge? I can barely hold him.

I can handle him talking like a six-year-old and thinking like a six-year-old. But does he have to keep getting bigger?

Dammit, how am I supposed to cradle him in my arms if he's going to get so big? How am I going to keep him safe?

At this rate, I'm going to need to be institutionalized far before he graduates 1st grade.