People love babies. So many people want babies. They are so cute. They are bundles of love. I loved my son when he was a baby. He had a laugh that came from his stomach, or so my cousin told me once. He was cute and every thing that a baby should be. But I find that as he approaches the age of 21 that he is an incredible adult. I am so glad that I decided that I would think he was great at every age. Most of the time I succeeded. I sometimes can not believe the man he is turning out to be. Why? Because I did understand we were raising an adult, not a child. Yes he was a child, but he will be an adult for much longer than he was ever a child. We are fortunate, he is incredible and so much more fun than the child he was.