Why?

Why is my little man growing up so fast? I don't remember it going by so quickly when Toby was Tate's age. I really don't. I can't even blink without missing some new trick or milestone of his. It's driving me crazy. Maybe I should permanently set up a few video cameras throughout the house to catch all these awesome things that I feel are flying past me at record speed. I remember people telling me when I was younger to cherish those days because time speeds up as you get older. Boy, were they right. Is there a brake somewhere on this ride? I think I would like to slow down for a bit or at least take the scenic route.