Tomorrow morning I will wake up and go get my ONE YEAR OLD son out of his crib. And he won't even realize it's his special day! Regardless, I will make this day special for him. I have to say the first seven months went by so slowly (might have had something to do with the sleepless nights), but the last five just flew by. So, I say, from here on out, we just slow things down!
|Last time we do one of these... which is good... he kept trying to flip himself off the arms of the chair. It was a lot easier, but nearly as fun, to do these when he was immobile.|
|Patrick is getting into reading. He likes a good rhyme. He is a fan of the Priddy Books (includes Fuzzy Bee & Friends) and is loving the Miffy series too.|
|You like shoes. Not your own of course. You hate those. But others' shoes? You love! The bigger, the better. These are your favorites. Little big for you now.|
|This guy has about as much patience as I do when it comes to presents. Once those gifts starting coming in, he started opening them. Don't tell him there's actually a toy in there. He is content with the trimmings.|
Happy, happy birthday to my BIG BOY! I love you, Patrick Wallace McLendon. I can't believe the year just zipped on by (the last five months, at least). There's no way I can encapsulate my feelings into a little paragraph. Simply put, you are everything to me. My sunshine, my reason for being, my grocery shopping companion, my little man. I love you.