Happy Birthday, sweet little boy! We are so grateful that you are a part of our family, and we can't imagine life without you.
Being a year old means:
You can't keep a shirt clean for more than five minutes.
You can't keep Mom's shirt clean for more than five minutes.
You're old enough to know exactly what you want, but too young to understand why you can't have it.
Being best friends with your older brother. You two play so well together (usually). He is so nice to you and helps you all the time. You think he is just so funny and you enjoy watching his antics.
You're a total momma's boy.
You're starting to take some steps, and you're about to take off any day.
Papa is one of your favorite people.
You love your stuffed Mickey Mouse.
Smoothies are your favorite, along with watermelon, cherries, grapes, bananas, and strawberries. Yogurt us up there, too, and anything with sugar in it. You got your Mom's sweet tooth, for sure.
You love to jabber.
You act coy when you meet people talk to you.
You love your pacifier.
You laugh at naptime when I put you in your bed.
You already have twelve teeth! I think Isaac had maybe four when he was a year old.
You are the sweetest, cutest little guy, and you have everyone you know wrapped around your little finger.
We love you!