I love those little eyes. Blue and slanty. So cute.
I bought him an adorable sweater to wear for his 1 year old pics...I tried it on him the morning of and it didn't fit-so big on him. Skinny arms pants. So this was my go to outfit. I pulled the tags off of everything and we got it!
I love his white blonde hair.
I love that he wouldn't sit still even for a second, and he made his way around the entire park.
Somehow we managed to get him to hold the one for just a split second. The rest of the tries, he was throwing it.
Oh when did he grow up?
I just can't handle his cuteness, and this picture is my favorite. You may have seen it on my instagram. Just pinch me I'm so in love with him.
I made this cake and this cake stand. I love how precious.
This is pre tip over.
Still pre tip over.
Post tip over because I had to put it back on the stand-hence the chocolate underneath showing.
He just decided to tip it on over, thinking that was a brilliant idea.
He even clapped for himself. Too many knocking down blocks for him.
Its like when he throws our Iphones and claps for himself.
We can't get mad at him-we created that.
Um...baby magazine photo. Seriously. My photographer is amazing.
He dug right in.
He kept wisping his little finger in the frosting and licking it.
He didn't even notice us.
Then he started digging in.
Just thinking Yum Yum.
Don't bother me.
Then he decided to run for the lake.
We herded him back.
He loved every minute of this.
And tipped the cake over again.
So proud of himself.
Then he really picked it up and tossed it.
And he started putting his feet in it.
It was a sight to behold.
Then he attacked it full force.
Double fist. Best part is it was in his diaper. Like IN his diaper. I do not know how cake feels in your leg crevasses....
It was joyous.
Monumental.
Mom let me just go to town on this cake.
And it wasn't even my birthday...
Meaning...
I get to do it again on my birthday.
This post took awhile as my baby bear woke up puking in his crib.
As I sat by him when he was in the tub I thought what a precious moment this is. He kept looking over at me as he was playing, he would smile and get excited. My heart would melt as he would puke and puke until nothing came out. Then he would sit and read his bath book and talk and talk and talk, flipping the pages, and even giggling. Oh man, he is such a sweetheart. Then he looks up at me and kinda laughs and smiles at me. Then we got out. Then we got dressed. Then he puked all over me and himself. Then we took another bath. Then we got out, got dressed, and then he puked all over me and himself. After our eighth time draining the tub, we finally puked mostly everything, but kept puking just pedialyte after that. 11:00 PM Brad came home from the Tech football game, and held him over the sink as he kept puking nothing, and then I am here, finishing this post. Here is to a night hoping he sleeps and doesn't feel miserable.
Love him. My poor cheek bear, breaks my heart when he is sick.
2 comments:
Super cute pictures. And how did that puking go while you were watching Abby's kids? Sounds like you had a fun night.
You are right! His hair is sooo blonde! I love all the pictures but especially the ones with the cake!
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