Well, not quite.
But it's close enough.
On Oct. 15, 2010, my wife's life changed.
My life changed, too.
A gift from heaven was given to us in the form of James David Miller Moon, our son.
In less than a week, the little rascal will be 2-years-old.
Until recently, I never believed that old saying where they grow up so fast, right before your eyes!
In the past few days, I've changed my mind on that one.
It seems like only yesterday Merry and I were bringing James David home.
He was so small in his carseat when we brought him home.
But in just 24 months, he has grown into quite a handful.
A handful who enjoys saying no now more than ever.
While we've been battling the "terrible 2's" for a few months now, I'm also now convinced the "terrible 2's" last far longer than just one year.
Suffice it to say, the small amount of gray hair I admit to seeing on my head will surely get more gray in the coming months.
But, as I've said before, I wouldn't have it any other way.
Sure, I have had to adjust quite a bit in the past 24 months.
In the past, it was nothing for me to pack up my guitar and head to Indianapolis practically every Saturday to spend the afternoon with friends playing music.
While I still do that, it's much less.
But I don't mind.
I enjoy spending time with my son.
I enjoy watching him grow.
I enjoy watching him learn something new.
And learning something new happens practically every day.
Just recently, he started asking the "why" type questions.
It's really great.
He loves the movie "Cars," and is constantly asking who the minor characters are.
He just wants to learn.
He started counting and can count to 10 without problems.
He is now recognizing letters in the alphabet and can sing the "alphabet song."
But probably the coolest thing he's done is something he's taken up recently.
One evening, as James David and Merry got ready for bed, I leaned over him, kissed his forehead and said, "I love you son."
"I love you too, daddy."