Another first

(I am pointing to the name tag that says "Micah 5")

Tonight Micah went to the nursery at church for the first time. I had been dreading and consequently delaying this day, but Micah is really getting too big and squirmy to be in the service. That means that I usually end up taking him out half-way through and therefore miss the sermon myself. I knew this day needed to come and decided that I felt more comfortable (for some reason) doing it on a Saturday night service instead of a Sunday morning. And I really thought I would be okay, but as we dropped Micah off and turned around to head in to service, I felt this wave of emotion well up inside that I couldn't stop and tears started falling down my face. Incase you wonder, I made it through the service without getting the sweetie, but I was so happy to pick him up afterwards:)

Also, tonight, he is soundly sleeping in his crib that is ALL the way down:( Just one more sign of how grown up my baby boy is getting! But also an essential because of his beginning of pulling up on the crib. Oh, how I wish sometimes he could stay small forever.