Saturday, May 29, 2010
This is what 1 Looks Like
A day like any other day. He ate chicken & refused strawberry shortcake. He peed on the porch.
We had thrown a party the weekend before. He ate rocks & refused the carrot cake cupcakes.
Who is this little man, who I cannot recall ever NOT being in my life?
He is his own person, for sure. He says 'No', definitively and clearly. He growls & crows & whispers. He crawls & scoots & stands. He LOVES the slide - flinging himself down with abandon, over & over & over. He eats meat. He scorns fruit & all things sweet.
Happy birthday my love. You will always be my first born, my baby, my appel a la vie...