This year has flown by and looking back seems like it was so long and so much was accomplished. I raised a child to be a year old, and kept my sanity in the process. Not only did I raise him for a year but he is happy and saying words and building towers with blocks, things that big boys do...and this is just another confirmation that he is a big boy now and not a sweet little baby anymore. He makes me laugh daily actually several times a day he is so funny and I can just hear the calls I am going to get from his teachers one day because I am sure he will be Mr. social and the class clown. He loves to be out and with people he loves playgroup and seeing his friends.
He loves to rough house with daddy but is a mommas boy through and through and I LOVE it. He is a cuddle bug and I hope that never fades. Last night he was having a rough night, the exhaustion from a short nap was getting to him and he was hungry too and the whole way in the car that we were going to pick up dinner he was having a melt down screaming fit. when we got home I fed him and was holding him and every soften he would look up at me then tilt his head to rest it on my shoulder. It was so sweet and melted my heart every time he did it.
I am sad that this first year is over I faintly remember his tiny body snuggled against mine now he sill snuggles but he is so big. I know this first year is going to be a fun one, he is going to say more words and start walking and running and I just can't wait to see his personality develop and shine.
This is the birthday boy waking up this morning!