frozen in time

So, one of my nephews came to visit us this past weekend. What a sweetheart. Just graduated from college and came to hang out with his Aunt and Uncle. Although he is in his early twenties, I think I will always think of him as 5. I mean, look at this kid:

Could he be any cuter?! I know it drives my husband crazy, but seriously, this is how I see him. And I think it's what makes me so protective of him. I don't have any children of my own, but I can only imagine that you parents out there experience the same kind of freeze in the time/space continuum! I wonder if I'll ever move past it?