Well our little cutie pie is officially one year old! At his year check up he was 20 pounds 13 ounces, and 30 inches long. He has yet to learn how to crawl or walk, but he is close to doing both. I am very fearful of the day he learns to get around because he is going to terrorize this house! He LOVES to walk around in his little walker and get into everything. He runs from cupboard to cupboard and unloads everything inside. I am sure when he is completely mobile on his own it will require many safety devices to keep him in check.
I gave in and bought him a few toys that require batteries. I usually try to avoid batteries at all costs because that means, the said toy makes noise. He loves his little noisy devices and I am under the illusion that these devices will somehow teach him his letters and numbers.
I have bitter sweet emotions as I realize my baby is one year old. The older I get I realize time is speeding up and NOT slowing down. I remember when we came home from the hospital and I pulled him out of the car seat and Mandy declared, "He looks just like a puppy!" We talk about that all the time and how sweet and curled up those newborn babies are, and how much we have tried to enjoy each stage of this little baby boys life. We love you Mitch!

