At one year of age you are a blossoming toddler. You are blowing a kiss good-bye to infancy and charging head first into toddler-hood. You have a wondrous zest for life and for our family. You love your Mama. You adore your Daddy. You worship your big brother Jackson. You know how to get your way by giving a commanding bark. You know how to pull my heartstrings simply by reaching your arms to me. You know how to melt your Daddy just by leaping into him at day’s end. You say Dadda often. You say Mama on occasion. You can sign “all done!” when your meal is over. You steal your brother’s toys and know that it riles him up. You love to hang out by the shower when I’m taking one so that the water sprinkles onto your face. You love the bottom bathroom drawer and all its many treasures. You walk the floor with your walker like the King of Siam. You do not dare try it solo though. You jam to anything musical and fancy yourself quite the drummer. You love Puffins cereal, strawberries, and vanilla, organic yogurt. You are learning, slowly, to at least tolerate cow’s milk. You just about sleep through the night. You love to snuggle with your barnyard quilt that Grammy made you. You favor my arms to most anything else…and that’s how I prefer it. You. Are. One.
Happy first birthday my sweet guy. Thank you for choosing us to be your family. We are blessed by your presence and can’t wait to see what the next year brings! Rock on little man, rock on!