The little man is all toddler. He's running and climbing and into everything. My mornings start with a grin and a "hi-eeeee" ("hi" is always said with a drawn-out E on the end of it) when he sees me. So cute! And always puts a smile on my face. We are also greeted with that sweet, sing-songy "hi-eeeeee" anytime he sees us after leaving the room, and when he comes up to you and greets you with it because he wants something from you.
Just the other night, he told us "no" (Doe!) when we were telling him to do something he didn't want to do. (sit down in his rocking chair) Until that point, "Doe!" had been reserved for shouting at the dog when she barks.
He's finally starting to eat some table food. Mostly crackers and toast. But, it's a start.
Still nursing several times a day and at night. Someday, I'll get to sleep again.
He's full of personality and smiles and always makes us laugh. He loves to push his cars around and make a "vroom" sound. His favorite game is "whoa, whoa, whoa"--- which is us holding his hands and rocking back and forth while singing "Row Your Boat." He likes playing chase with the dog. And pushing buttons on the tv. He chatters all day long, takes one nap in the afternoon, and chatters non-stop until bedtime.
I still have a hard time believing he is one year old, now. And a hard time believing I've been a mommy for that long. It's been an incredible year and not a day goes by that I don't count my biggest blessing... my little guy... and give thanks for all he has brought to our lives. My little miracle. And the light of my life.
