Sunday at church a cute little girl, around Taylor's age, was sitting back by us. She would look over at us then look away. I watched her and could not figure out why she was watching us. Then I looked at Taylor and thought how cute he looked with his hair done, that he did by himself and the white shirt he picked out to wear that day. I wondered where my first born had gone and when he stopped looking like a cute little boy to a boy who is turning into a handsome young man!