-you’ve learned how to give the best hugs and slobbery smooches in the world.
-you’ve fake coughed 1,547,592 times (perhaps taking place in the picture above). okay, that’s a guestimation. you do it all day long, though.
-you’ve loved bath time since you were tiny. you just barely discovered you can splash in the water and it makes it that much more fun. you also like to swim in your floaty.
-you've become the only person in the world that thinks I'm pretty funny. it makes me feel good.
-you’ve lost most of your hair except for a mullet in the back. it is FINALLY growing back. I'm happy about it.
-you’ve been on a couple of airplane rides. we’re taking advantage of the time that you can still sit on our laps and don’t need your own ticket. they’ve taken you to texas, california, and colorado.
-you’ve always loved to eat. your favorites are pickles, applesauce, and otter pops.
-you’ve discovered that you hate juice. you still prefer my milk over any drink in the world. I secretly love that.
-you can't get enough of those delicious pacifiers.
-you’ve been a little slow at rolling over, but have finally mastered it quite well. you’re still working on sitting up...except you don’t work on it at all because you want to stand 24/7. occasionally we trick you into it.
-you’ve been my #1 shopping partner. you love target, and fashion place mall.
-we’ve been told we have identical lips 1,000 times. and that we’re twins.
-you have three younger cousins, all boys. wells, finn, and tuck are going to be your best friends.
-sometimes you are stopped and admired. the most frequent comments are that you have pretty eyelashes and that you are extremely tall. and of course they love your toothless grin as well.
-you’ve been called a girl several times by strangers (maybe it’s the eyelashes? see comment above). sometimes I don’t take the time and effort to correct them, because it usually results in them feeling stupid/awkward silence. your dad gets very upset by this though. you’re manly, I promise.
-speaking of manly, you already love trucks, balls, and anything on wheels. you also love dolls, though. you’re sending us some mixed signals.
-your giggle makes everyone stop what they’re doing to laugh right along with you. it’s just that cute and contagious.
(why are they so wide? oh how I wish I were computer savvy.)
-you haven’t gotten better at the cry it out method. I lay you in your crib, and a month later you still cry yourself to sleep every night. you even kick your legs in anger so hard that you undo all the snaps in the legs of your pajamas. at first I would basically crawl in bed with you after about 20 minutes. I know I'm not supposed to do that, but I felt so bad. now, I don’t have much sympathy. it would be really helpful for all of us if you had a bedtime. it’s not that bad, is it?
-however, ever since I’ve let you cry it out, you’ve been really good at sleeping through the night. hallelujah. it could be that all the screaming wipes you out? we are both much happier during the day.
-you’ve discovered you enjoy structure. you have a morning and nightly routine that you really enjoy.
-you take naps, but only if someone holds you.
-you’ve started to reach for me when someone else is holding you. I LOVE IT.
-you’ve been very delightful, except when in the car. I am very grateful for music that I can turn up loud loud loud to drown out your screams.
-you can’t stop smiling when dad gets home from work. even if you’re in a really bad mood. it’s adorable.
-I already think you’re pretty cool. I know I can’t really tell, but from what I know so far you’re going to be a happy, laid back little guy.
-you’ve enjoyed my dancing and singing in the kitchen far too many times. thank heavens no one has walked in on us during those moments.
-you think any peculiar noise is pretty dang funny.