Good morning, Nashypoo. You woke me up at 6am to nurse... To remind me that you still need mommy... And I was happy to scoop you up and hold you and whisper "Happy Birthday" in your little ear. This year has been one of the best. You fit right in to our family. We didn't know what we were missing until you were born. I had no idea how wonderful having a son would be. I cannot count how many times I have held you tight and said: "Steal my heart little boy."
Before you were born... When you were growing in my belly... I KNEW you would be a sweet boy. You have surpassed my expectations. You are a cuddly lil guy, you are so cheerful and you have yet to meet at stranger. You truly love people and I think you are meant to do great things.
As of today, you can say: Hi, bye, dada, mama and bubba. You have 2 bottom teeth, and a couple poking through on top. You mostly sleep through the night. You go to bed around 6:30pm and get up at 7am. You love yogurt, chili, and chocolate. You cannot walk yet. You have yet to take a step. But you are a ninja at crawling and climbing up stairs.
You love your sister and think she hung the moon. You think Daphne is the coolest person, and you are right! She is already way cooler than mommy or daddy! I hope you and Daphne are forever friends. You share a bond and watching you two together makes mommy and daddy's hearts full.
You have just crawled out of the playroom and are now holding onto my chair laughing at me, so I am done writing so I can hold you and cry... My baby is now ONE.
Steal my heart little boy.