It's not hard for me to wax on about my littles, and I'm sure come across as the annoying party-goer that can't stop talking about themselves... even when everyone is beginning to roll their eyes and cough under their breath, trying to find a way to interrupt this conversation thief. And though the entire party has heard the story about fifty times already, there's still one way, a better way to tell it so that everyone can feel it too. Right? And it really is totally annoying.
So today, I'll just say this. I LOVE this little guy, and this weekend we added another sturdy number one to that first number one, making him all of eleven months. I almost can't feel the difference between that first one and this double digit, because right from the beginning, he was so infused into our lives. But here we are, still breathing in the blessing that is Brayden. We laugh when he pretends to drop something on the floor and lets out a shy smile as he says Uh Ah. We brim with pride as he attempts one little step at a time, sometimes making it and sometimes not. We melt into a pile of mush as he gives us what we call a Love Bug Hug, where we wraps his arms around our necks, lays his head on us and lets out a jibber-jabbery I la la (I love you.)
A birthday is peeking out from around the corner, and plans are being laid. A very, very big number ONE is on it's way!
The month by month:
You can read more about each month here.
And speaking of birthdays, my fabulous girl's Wonderland party was featured today by my new friend Emily at WhipperBerry!