…you were this sweet little baby that would always smile for me.

You drooled constantly. I couldn’t keep a dry shirt on you! Check out the bibs in this pic.

You would play with stuffed animals. Well, you still play with them, but now you’re the doctor when you play.

Here’s where you are starting to be more independent.

And now this…

I guess he hasn’t left the confines of the yard…yet. It’s just been a big growing up year for him. Well, for me too.