You can't possibly be a year old already. Part of me is in a state of shock that it's been a whole year, and part of me recognizes how much you've grown. You just get more
You love to eat stir fry and pretty much any messy food - gumbo, chilli and don't even get me started on spaghetti! You've decided that the best way to tell mommy that you're done eating is to throw food on the floor for your best friends, Charlie & Tucker.
You don't love sharing your mommy, as we discovered when I helped out at church. I watched in horror as you tried to push a sweet little girl out of mommy's lap. Using her face. I wasn't sure whether to be proud that you loved me or horrified.
You're standing up, dancing and soon you will be walking. I'm not sure if I'm ready for you to grow up, and yet I can't wait for the next season of your life. All I know is that your family loves you.