This is the picture I shared with my facebook friends yesterday. I honestly almost forgot to take a picture, until one of the girls reminded me.
I think I am in denial. How can my baby be almost an entire year old?
This boy is such a joy. He's the most good-natured, easy going child I've ever seen. I suppose that could be because most things go his way, but that's not all there is to it.
This past month has been warm enough, on occasion, for iBoy to experience the outside. He's not sure what to make of it, mostly because we won't let him crawl around on the ground and put anything in his mouth. So his experiences have been confined to someone's arms, the wagon, or his stroller.
I am not ready for this babyhood to be over. I may, in fact, look something like this, just thinking about it:
Meanwhile, there's a birthday party to plan and I still have a baby willing to cuddle in with mom so I won't lament for too long.
No one can be sad for too long with this guy around.