January 14, 1997

We have a boy, one who is almost walking, well if mommy holds your hand you do it, pretty sure that will change in just a few weeks, when you realize that there is a whole world waiting for you to explore.  Well it has been a year and I think I am more in love with you today than I was on your last birthday, maybe that is because we both are sleeping, yes through the night, well only because I gave in and you sleep with me. This year has been amazing, you went from this tiny little guy who did nothing to this boy who crawls, babbles, loves the park, we like to swing on the swing, once in a while, you go on your tummy alone but not often, you are pretty cautious, which I think I love about you, you like cars, and you sit with me when I do my homework, which can be hard at times, you do not love Mickey Mouse, which really bothers me, but you do like Winnie the Pooh and oh yeah firetrucks and tractors.  Grandpa Barry gave you a fire truck for your birthday this year and heaven help me the thing is about as big as you but you push it every where and so far it goes everywhere with us.  That is fine though as one day you probably wont want it. Well you are one, learning and growing every day, I am proud to be your mom, and you have stolen my heart.  Happy Birthday Baby, you are one special boy!

Love,

Mommy