It's hard to believe an entire year has passed already. Even though his first days home are kind of blurry I remember bits and pieces.
I remember sleeping in the recliner because we didn't want to put a newborn in with our one year old. I remember Sophia wanting nothing to do with him at first and then slowly becoming interested in poking and touching him.
Now he's a whole year old. He says words (no, baby, vroom, stop, momma), he's earned himself the nickname turbo baby because of how fast he crawls, and he's taken a few tentative steps here an there. He is madly in love with his sister who loves him or hates him depending on how the wind blows.
Happy birthday little man.
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