A year. A year! How has it been a year? This boy who once fit into the crook of my arm, squishy face folded into his soft and warm body, hands clenched tight and eyes shut against the onslaught of the world… he stands, he claps, he smiles and laughs a laugh that is bigger than his body. It breaks my heart and thrills me all at once.
Yesterday you turned four. You aren’t a baby anymore, or even a toddler. But you’re you, through and through. We’ve had a wonderful year with you.
A is 11 months old — he’s almost not a baby anymore! Here’s his monthly update.