in four hours you will turn one year old. oh. my. god. how did this happen? since when are tiny little preemies allowed to grow up into big giant toddlers IN LIKE 45 SECONDS?!?!? you are very quick, speedy mcfastyson, and i would like to put in a request that this year you bring it down a couple notches. there is no hurry to grow up and become an adult. most of them suck anyways.
oh i wish i could bottle up your smile. it's seriously contagious. if you keep it up, all the angry people of the world are going to have to get vaccinated. whenever we're out and about you seek out people to smile at. you look around until you find the closest person and then start smiling in anticipation of them turning to look at you. it's hilarious. i can't tell you how many complete strangers you've made laugh out loud in the middle of the grocery store. they are just going about their day and they look up to see you staring and smiling as hard as you can. it's like you think you're in a parade, and you are the parade queen on the big fancy float smiling at the crowd.
and the waving... last month you were doing an arm flap kinda wave, which was great and all, but nothing compared to the hand opening and closing wave that you've got goin' on now. you learned how to do it about a week ago... and you can not be stopped. you wave at everything and everyone all of the time. you get SO excited when people wave back to you. it's like you've accomplished your mission and you are so proud. wow, i seriously think you may have a future in the parade industry.
your top teeth have started to poke through! and your ears are apparently your worst enemy. your poor melon has not had a good month. you've had 4 back to back ear infections in about 6 weeks. on friday i'm taking you to the ear nose and throat dr. you are such a trooper. you have committed some major smack down on antibiotics. they dont even work anymore. you've been on 3 different kinds - several different times. you are SO good about taking your medicine. you always open for it and you never spit it out. kind of like how i am with chardonnay! we = twins.
you're standing!!! ...well, almost. yesterday you stood for like 10 seconds straight. longest ever. you totally know what you're doing, too. you're so sick of crawling around like a second class citizen. i have a feeling once your ears are better you will be walking in no time. you are so ready and willing. you are a PARADE QUEEN for christ's sake. crawling is for amputees and sloppy drunks. duh.
our first month in the condo is going well. you like it here. you are especially liking that i do not have any living room furniture yet. this allows you to have FORTY SQUILLION TOYS and still plenty of room to crawl around like a maniac hunting down pieces of fuzz, day old cheerios, and electrical outlets. we really have a blast.
one year down, a whole bunch more to go. you've officially made me smile every single one of the last 365 days (ok, a few times i was smiling because you were asleep). my tiny little 4lb preemie is now a gorgeous 23lb one year old... and my tiny little ticker is now a big giant heart completely overflowing with love for you. i'm so happy we met.
love you 365 times more than anyone has ever loved,
mama
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