... here's a recap of your first birthday: November 8, 2010.
This is you first thing in the morning, at 8 am.
Here you are at breakfast, eating some peanut butter toast and bananas. This was the last day you enjoyed the luxury of licked-clean fingers throughout your meal (and the last day I enjoyed the luxury of not having to clean up all the food you throw on the floor).
Here you are at lunch (still in your pajamas!) spitting your milk all over the place as usual; you still haven't gotten used to cow's milk, I guess.
These are two of your birthday presents from the chickens, one normal-sized and the other huge...
... a double-yolker! We ate the eggs for lunch.
Of course I had to have a little photo shoot on your birthday...
And I had to get our whole family in a couple shots, too, so that we'll always remember what we all looked like...
For dinner you ate some extra messy chicken pasta.
In honor of your being one year old, I decided to give you your first bubble bath. You are NOT a fan of bubbles.
Also in honor of your being a year old, we had our first family movie night. We watched Homeward Bound 2, and you were pretty into it. You love cats and dogs, so it was a good fit for you.
Here you are crawling up to snuggle in my lap (a dark photo, but I know what it is, and it makes my heart smile).
At 11:00 pm, the exact time you were born, I had to go in and hold you and take pictures of you sleeping, and kiss you a hundred times, and whisper in your ear how glad we are that we have you, and all that jazz...
It was just a regular day in our new home, spent soaking each other in and nothing much else -- but those are the best kind of days, aren't they?
I love you, baby boy.