The only man I ever fell in love with at first sight was you. We met a year ago today. Actually I loved you before I even met you, just don’t tell daddy that you’re cuter.
From the very start you let everyone knew you weren’t going to be walked all over.
(The above 4 images are courtesy of Aimee Geis Photography) Side note, if you are ever uncertain about having a birth photographer just do it, you’ll thank yourself later.
To this day it takes a lot to get you worked up. Give you food, and a lot of it and you’re typically good.
These above 4 images courtesy of Petra at Bella Vida Photography and yes if you’re keeping track I didn’t have just one but two photographers there on your birthday. No one can argue the value I place on photography.
Your big sister has loved you from the start, sometimes I wished she wouldn’t love on you quite so much all at once. Ofcourse everyone loves you but you’re her baby first and foremost. The first word out of her mouth every morning for weeks after you joined us was ‘baby’.
You’ve never once complained when your sister plays dress up with you. It takes a strong man to wear pink necklaces after all. Always be who you are, those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.
You love everyone you meet, keep it that way. The heart is the strongest muscle in the body. Use it.
Courage isn’t the absence of fear, it’s acting in spite of it.
You are all boy, fear is not in your vocabulary and although it makes me hold my breath sometimes – your fearlessness is the very thing that will take you far dear. If you don’t stand for what you believe in you’ll fall for anything.
Remember though, just because you can, doesn’t mean you should.
You are definitely a momma’s boy, those eyes get me everytime. The sad part is you already know it. Just promise me no flirting with any other girls until you’re at least 2 right?
366 days ago I thought when moms told me how boys were so much fun I figured they were somewhat delusional. How can a baby with no bows or ruffles be that much fun? Guess they were right. Apparently I was the delusional one and didn’t realize how much I was missing out.
You might be classified as a toddler now but you’ll always be my baby. Happy birthday baby boy.
